Went Down Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Went Down



Fell Down

I can't count,
How many times I fell down.
It meant I had to get up.
Get up and get around.

The situation got worse,
As the months went by.
I couldn't sigh,
So I cried.

This falling down,
Meant I had to get up.
I tried and tried,
And it worked.

Friday, October 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: labour,poems,wounds
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