Springs come, winters go.
that is natural rule, we must follow.
after eating bitter,
sweet can be really known.
through trudging rough,
cherish flat road.
a little pain, when we grow.
hope you lucky from my soul
written by Younger Leo
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3 comments:
this is nice!!! a very promising thought!
Lovely poem! Wonderful words of wisdom...
Thanks for stopping by my blog.
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nice poem. tnks for dropping by my blog :P
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