Blossoming Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Days spent being tristful are not wasted, because they
show you what lies within your thoughts at times.
Everyone has moments of disparaging fortitude, we have
to go on in spite of them.
Looking through tears of our heart is good, we can
learn from them, but care must be exercised so we are
not ruled by the darkness within our minds.
Like shadows flitting in and out with the sun and evening moon, melancholic thoughts do the same.
Stay strong, don't lose hope, live through it courageously
and you will soon see life is blossoming beauty a little
more often.