Continuing on

a poem

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You are the prize
that cannot be won

I hear you whisper
just enough
to keep me dangling
from this cord
of perseverance

So many days
I took you for granted
and now that you are gone
something in me pleads
to just give up
but I hear you say
to press on

Up the mountain
I will fly
and try to find
my destiny

Though you remain absent
I will try to climb
this lonely road
without you

Writer, Wife, Mama to many. My book of poetry, "Wandering Through the Darkness" can be found at https://tinyurl.com/yaos7vp3 Visit me at Misfit-believer.com

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