I once was a little girl who used to write good poems, they usually were deppresion ones because of minor problems,
Now I am a woman stuggling to make a dime, deppresion taking over, yet the sun keeps on shinning.
Now that I am older I can fight for my rights, I will not live a life of unhappiness and fright,
No matter what life brings to me I will always hold some hope,
My life is what I make of it so loosen up my rope!
A little bird sings melodys, the wind blows a tune, suddenly the thunder comes and blows away the moon,
Happiness can come and go no matter where I am, the sun will be shinning somewhere to remind me once again..
I will always have this problem so wipe away my tears, smile through the rain and fight away my fears!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thoughtful piece Alyse. Keep smiling through the rain. The world needs brave and thoughtful people like you.