Life isn't suppose to be easy, or even make since. Its is offen unfair, just plain wrong, to us so it seems. If you just take a moment, take a breath, you are on a journey of life. Though, the roads are treterous, and the pot holes run thin and deep. Its ok to fall apart,
cry, to scream what ever you must do. Just don't stay in the hole. Get up, dust yourself
up, and ride. Ride, onwards towards the sun. You must til we get called home, and our journeys done. Faith, hope, and love of family, and friends, we shall always make it thru. So don't always be blue, show the real you. Let yourself smile for awhile
For we arnt promised tomorro, so live life with as little regrets.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem