Winters Over

I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.

I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.

Time for some repairs.
Make it even better for the next year.
I must be prepared.
For the harsh realities that bring so much despair.

I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.

I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.

Stipping off all these cloths.
I was so overloaded.
Like a snake I'm shedding my skin.
Replacing it with something better then.
Putting out my sign soon.
Home made and hand crafted.
So green all I used was my surroundings.

I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.

I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.

Still their is no single silver bullet when it comes to life.
No antidote to some difficulties.
Sometimes you must face things headon with a little sweat and hardwork maybe you'll come out on top.
Provide a helping hand to those who still have not.
Just because your better off doesn't mean so is everyone else.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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