My Victories Poem by Laura arwen

My victories are
not contemplated
They are rare
My victories are
definitely condemnable
They are reassuring
for a short time
Small wins are
always the most
precious
They are surrounded
by a lot
of enthusiasm
They could overwhelming
if they are
right
It's strange and
crazy to win
I don't dream
them
Sometimes I don't
understand why they
are so important
I am not
very good at
building solid victories
They should be
a stimulus and
a lively hope
They are simple
awards
Probably my wins
help someone endure
They bring joy
and freshness for
a few days
My victories are
magic and indescribable
Sometimes I think
they are senseless
to exult
For me it's
too complicated to
find a victory
These victories are
unexpected
They are a
tool to achieve
happiness
Some of them
are superficial and
other victories are
too deep