You'll Get Through The Day
Child, stand strong holding your head up high,
Believe me, your life path is far from over,
For a moment, you may wince in wrenching pain and cry,
Not knowing you'll soon find your own four-leafed clover.
Child, stand strong holding your head up high,
Believe me, your life path is far from over,
For a moment, you may wince in wrenching pain and cry,
Not knowing you'll soon find your own four-leafed clover.
Thanks Ann! Yes, writing the poem has helped me and like you, l find writing poems quite therapeutic. So sorry to hear about your husband's terminal illness. I hope you continue to find...
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Thanks Ann! Yes, writing the poem has helped me and like you, l find writing poems quite therapeutic. So sorry to hear about your husband's terminal illness. I hope you continue to find strength and support through these difficult times.