Lights On Poem by Dianna Nally

Everyday is a special day
and no ones better then the other.
Because for every person who may have gone wrong
At home there's awaits a grieving mother.

If I start to feel low and over stressed
by everyday pressures in life
I just envision those less fortunate then I
And it clicks on my reality light.



I believe there is good in everyone
But some find it hard to cope.
With all the ups and downs through the years
and unfortunately give up hope.

It's not the ways in which we are raised
It's because the times have changed.
But when we were kids, things were easier for us
because as children our life's were arranged.

But now that we aren't kids anymore
we have to make our own liefs.
And we will discover how hard things can get
when we are forced to click on our reality lights.

Dianna Nally
2004