Strong..

STRONG

Strong is abstract,

So subjective and it hurts,

Hard to define and attracts,

It just blurts.

To be strong it takes awhile,

Not to be only take seconds,

Obstacles is the enemy,

The lost of it is scary.

Physical, mental, spiritual and emotional,

Are at stake as far as strength is concerned.

To achieve it takes times,

Once you have it, your life rhymes.

It often comes and goes,

You could never predict the flows,

May it last nor short or long,

You only have to play along.

Sometimes it’s joyful sometimes it’s dreadful,

No choice cause it’s always handful.

Can’t ignore it, can’t even keep it,

Only choice, just cherish it.

May it comes, may it goes,

Life brings it, you will never know.

Be it good, be it bad,

But it is often very sad.

You shall jump, you shall fall,

Usually, it is your downfall.

Let it be, let it live,

For always, it is to be believed.

xoxo
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