Against All Odds Poem by Kathlyn Grace

As the hearts break you mend each one
As the walls fall you pull people aside
As the sky falls you take us into shelter
As the tears you have a tissue box at the ready
As the days pass you get us ready for next year
and somehow you always know what to say before its needed to be said
and somehow you know what to do before it needs to be done
somehow you know how and when before its needed to be known
and somehow you break the odds