We Carry On
Life’s ups and downs, yet we know we must carry on
We Carry On
Life’s a struggle, rough and steep,
A winding road, no rest, no sleep.
Storms may rise, the skies turn gray,
Yet step by step, we find our way.
The weight we bear, the trials we face,
Test our strength but not our grace.
Through every fall, through every scar,
We push ahead, we reach for stars.
Hope still lingers, fierce and strong,
A steady beat, a battle song.
No matter how the night may dawn,
We face the world—we carry on.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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