Play The Hand You Are Dealt Poem by Anashree Nash

Matters not the hand you are dealt;
Don't wish to reshuffle the pack,
Why wish for a re-deal;
It's how you play the hand you're dealt.

No longer hide your scars;
Wear them with pride;
It's the accolade for all you've conquered,
How you rose above the tide.

It's the trials in life;
That make us strong,
It shapes our character,
It's how we learn right from wrong.

Matters not the hand you are dealt;
Don't wish to reshuffle the pack;
Why wish for a re-deal,
It's how you play the hand you're dealt.

Let go of all your troubles;
Let the pain fade away,
Learn how to weather the storm;
Learn how to dance in the rain.

It's not about how hard you fall;
Dust yourself and pick yourself up,
To stand on your feet again;
That's what its all about.

Play it well, the hand you're dealt;
Be the architect of your life,
Take control of the reins;
It may be your last chance.

Rise above every storm;
You have what it takes,
Believe and trust in yourself;
We all had our share of mistakes.

In the yin and yang of life;
Leave no room for the devil,
Stay within the laws of God;
Good will always triumph over evil.

Matters not the hand you are dealt;
Don't wish to reshuffle the pack;
Why wish for a re-deal,
It's how you play the hand you're dealt.