Looking back, years gone by
We find a life complicated
Albeit in simple ways
We get joy as well as pain...
If there are flowers
There are thorns
If there is love
There is ache...
Yet some sank, while others drowned
In the ocean of tears they shed
A handful stayed afloat
Riding the wave of grief and pain...
The will to live; strong against the wind
Their hopes never crashing
Like you and me, they are flesh and bones
Born our equal, set apart
What makes them who they are?
The widow left alone
Destined a hard life
With kids and family to fend
Fighting the cruel world...
The lonely child left behind
By friends and family alike
Who grows up before his years
A burden upon tiny shoulders...
The mother of a soldier
Who gave up her son
Didn't let a pearl drop trickle
Down that aged face...
What do they have in common?
Those cursed by fate...
It is the belief, come what may
This too shall pass
This too shall pass...
It is not just them
Who wage a daily war
Look at yourself, your life
You'll find it complicated in simple ways...
Our grief may not be as great
The pain not that numbing
But it does shake us up
Throw us down...
So Strengthen that core, force a smile
Just remember the words I said
This too shall pass
This too shall pass...
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