Forward



I want to change, I do.
Innocent as a child, back to the new.
To travel forward, to escape the ditch in the road.
So I can go to the heavenly abode. 
'Tis harder than it sounds my dear,
Life is full of sadness and fear.
Pick up your chin, put on your new shoes.
Don't listen to them who play the blues.
"Who are you to speak though?", you ask, "the one who quit."
You haven't given up until your heart is no more lit. 




6 comments:

  1. Cool poem!:D
    -Emma-

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    1. Thank you, Emma. : )

      ~Kathryn

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  2. I nominated you for an award on my blog. :)

    ~Watermelon~

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    1. Thanks Watermelon! I have a big award post coming up soon.
      ~Kathryn

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  3. Lovely :).

    - Ellie

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