Friday, October 28, 2022

Poem

There's nothing left to do but surrender
When you know that you have reached the end.

Some cuts are too deep for the healing
And the scars that they leave are your friends.

It was written in the stars
that this is who you are.

Even with the pain, even with the strife
You know you live a beautiful life.

                            -- A. Firebaugh (c) 2022

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