A Struggle
I'm straining into the future
For anything I can reach for
Many things are out of my reach
But I'm longing for something more
You encourage my search
Why do so many hands hold me back?
Time flies by me so quickly
I am pulling away from them
You are there, smiling at me
Bidding me warm welcome
You're grinning at me
Like the rays of the sun
I feel so uncontainably happy
I feel something more
Every time you make my mention
Or speak to me in return
What beauty my life has become.
The End
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A Struggle, which
was posted on Jan 18, 2011 by
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