Stand Tall Poem by Kalee Skriver

Stand Tall



Stand tall, hear the beckoning call.
Don't be afraid, for you know your trade.
Confidence may be admired,
but it is love that is truly desired.
Don't let your history pull you down.
It is within your future that you are fully found.

Monday, May 17, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: future,history
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