And the fight becomes tough.
Please don't give up hope,
I promise you'll learn to cope.
Just hold on a little tighter,
You're a natural born fighter.
It will all turn out okay,
Soon you will see a brighter day.
You'll soon see that light,
All the good coming into sight.
So get up, brush yourself down,
And get rid of that frown.
Life is just like a song,
Make it up as you go along.
Not one will be the same,
We're all playing one huge game.
A game you can win!
© 2015 Poems Kellen Foord
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