A Long Journey - Poem by Edwina Reizer
Sometimes I get so tired and teary.
I shut my lids for I am weary.
Yet, there are times that come a-calling
that lift me up when I am falling
into that sorrowful place I know
where the sun doesn’t shine
and the strong winds blow.
Should I not treasure these times as well?
They define heaven from having known hell.
So tired, weary or whatever may be
it’s been a long journey that’s come to me.
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