well here i am again aint it a miracle
i never thought that this was on my way
i passed here once before you may remember
but that was on a very different day

then i was alone and i was floundering
looking for a life to call my own
after many years of being terrified
grateful for each tiny kindness shown

but now as you can see i am much better
learnt to stand and walk on my own feet
though sometimes i may slip and backslide
i’ve found accepting help is not defeat

and this much i recall of what you taught me
a man is still a man despite his fears
there’s no rule says he always must be strong
and there is nothing shameful in his tears

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  1. Nicely put πŸ˜€

    * Nd teh miracle is? Teh past bekums mere recall πŸ˜‰ *

    • Thanks, yes, the past is recall but I would say the miracle is growth, be it physical, intellectual, or as in this case emotional πŸ˜€

  2. damommza

     /  February 7, 2012

    What a lovely poem to wake up to! So well said and so true for all of us. *whisspurrss..and sort of happy..* πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

    • Thank you, I can’t say it was meant to be particularly happy, but I’m happy that you think so…sort of πŸ˜€

  3. CatMadinWestYorkshire

     /  February 7, 2012

    Happy or not, it is lovely and thought-provoking. πŸ™‚


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