Like the increasing feelings of the heart
Or the accumulation of things in a cart
Like the sapling that turned into a tree
And also like the child that grew up to be me
Like a ticking clock that chimes the hour
Like the changing seasons that grows the flower
The river of time only flows one way Which means every moment, every second is priceless in the day
From stumbling baby steps, to full length strides
We no longer need the Helping Hands at our sides
It doesn't matter how far we fall, but how we pick ourselves back up Despite all our flaws, it's how we overcome them that's enough
So if everything changes and evolves to some degree
Then what does that tell you about you and me?
It means we'll grow up and get stronger by the day
That we'll shake off jeers and pointing fingers that come our way
We'll grow into our bruises and our battle scars
We'll grow into the cracks on our once bleeding hearts
We will grow out of the humiliations of our jaded pasts
We will surpass the shadow that disappointment casts
With every hurt, pain and tribulation that arise to tear us down
We'll stand up against the mocking cheers till there's no sound
We have come this far to stand on our own two feet
It's the Growth of our hearts that we've come to meet
YOU ARE READING
Through Eyes Of Passion
PoetryI have always been in love with poetry, but never thought that I was any good at it. It was actually my sister who convinced me to publish my works, and so you have her to thank if you like them. If you don't I won't be mad, I would probably agree w...
