Sometimes life is difficult, but not insurmountable and certainly it is one of the most beautiful and precious things we are ever given that not a one of us ever asked for. This poem gives you each a glimpse into how I think sometimes when I think on life.
One by One the Hurts Will Come
Hurts come one by one,
or sometimes all at once.
But they are a part of the life
we are given to live.
Consequences are not always
foreseen, and often we know not
what it is we do, until its been done,
by our own hand.
The best we can do is Love
and forgive, for sometimes
hurts are given without the giver
knowing it hurts,
you are the giver;
sometimes we don't always
understand- but not understanding
doesn't mean we have to be afraid,
it doesn't mean we can't give
our love in spite of everything
we just don't know.
Because, even as one by one
the hurts will come-
laughter is bound to follow after.