hardship

Hardship The hardships of life Are only a small part of A Vivid painting of life Though we may have We are still full of wonders, Our minds are still full of light The thorns are there long before the rose will share That graceless stem The flowers told me something i once understood before i wore scars The sky spoke in a low, quiet tone, whispering that you would never be alone As the sky speaks in a low, quiet tone Whispering that you won't be left alone In the despair of hardship