Finding Ones Self


Where the world in some eyes is always failing
Overshadowed by complaints , crying , and ailing
The very few will always search and ultimately find
Joy, peace, and happiness deserved and divine
Forever we are the history that will be told
Proven by time that we'll never be again, this old
Piecing in to a worldly type of a jigsaw puzzle
Do not be stopped by strife as if in a dream muzzle
Each day anew we are alotted more than time
The opportunities and victories for fear of the sublime
This will be what we take and honor others by
Never fearing only soaring and reaching for Heavens in the sky

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I after the passing of my very young brother did alot of soul searching and concluded this.....