The Triangle

In life's journey, three types we meet, Those who put us in trouble, those who lend a hand, And those who turn away, leaving us to stand. To the troublemakers, we owe a debt, For they teach us resilience, never to forget. Through trials and tribulations, we grow strong, Turning adversity into a triumphant song. To the helpers, our gratitude flows, Their kindness and support, a blessing that shows. In times of need, they are our guiding light, Leading us through the darkest night. And to those who refuse to lend a hand, We learn to stand tall, to make our own stand. Their absence teaches us self-reliance, To forge our own path with unwavering defiance. So let us remember these three kinds of souls, For they shape us, make us whole. In admiration, we honor their role, Inspirational lessons that make us whole.