The Race
by The Poetess (SRP)
When too many clouds crash in,
Darkening the Light of day,
We sometimes wonder why
Life deals us such dismay.
If it reaches a point
Where the best we can do
Is hold the broken pieces
And strive to make it through,
Lets let each bump on the road
Become a higher step to take
And every joy in the future,
What today's tears can make.
All the years ahead
Can shine through the past
When we crawl the race
Where the strongest finish last.
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Christine
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Tony
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Amber "V"