I'll Brave The Day

I’m on my own,
alone.
But I mustn’t let it get me down,
I mustn’t frown.
A smile is the order of the day,
I should obey.
It’s hard though, one often feels low.
What can I do,
it’s so easy to feel blue,
when there’s no one to lend an ear,
no one to hear.
The tears can come, it matters little now,
and I’ll manage somehow,
to move along.
I’ll try to stay strong,
now I’m on my own,
alone.
I try not to think,
or my heart would sink.
So I’ll brave the day,
he would want it that way.

poem by Ernestine Northover
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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