When life throws stones, and skies turn gray,
And troubles come along the way,
It might feel hard, like giving in,
A fight you know you cannot win.
But deep inside, a strength takes hold,
A story waiting to unfold.
Each hurdle jumped, each tear you cry,
Makes spirit soar, and soul to fly.
The scars you bear, a badge of pride,
A tougher heart, you hold inside.
So don't despair when storms appear,
Adversity will make you clear.
For in the fire, you will find,
A stronger self, a resilient mind.
T.M.Solvang
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