Looking back at those younger years of my life '
'Twas not a happy one...
For I have to struggle with life to go on living..
Troubles and stripe were always there ready to pull me down.
There were times I almost lost in the shadow of darkness and drifted my life away.Those times were I am all alone no one understand.
Nobody wants to listen. Nobody wants to lend a helping hand....So I leave...
I get up wipe my tears. I need to be strong to pursue my dream
A dream to have a better life someday...
As I begin with my journey I met different people from all walks of life,
Some pull me down, others pull me up..Some smile but wane at my back.
Every step I make I always:
('Stand at the crossroad and look ask for the ancient paths where the best road is, walk in it and you will live in peace. ' - JEREMIAH 6: 16) ....
.
I picked up brilliant stones of knowledge along with me.
And survived all the trials along the way.
Now I reach the peak of my journey. Reaping every grain that I have planted. Enjoying the view from above w/family around I could not ask for more..
Sooner or later I go down turning on the next chapter of my journey...
Where I stand at the crossroad again waiting for the next generation to come.....
ging taping
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