Sometimes value, we do not see,
it's covered by complexities.
We cheapend time, we cheapen grace,
we take forgranted life's pure pace.
We realize not, what all we have,
until sometimes it leaves our grasp.
So hold on tight to what is true,
the love is clear for me and you.
Don't let it go, keep it close,
And when it's treasured good will grow.
Sadness is not worth it, neither is the pain.
But both you must experience and knowledge you will gain.
It opens up your eyes, you see inside your heart,
you see what really matters most, then sadness does depart.
Thinking clear, you see that you must fighr,
fight hard for what your heart feels right
for if you simply give it up, you will never see,
so take the chance, see whats really meant to be.
Written August 14 2012
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PoetryThis here is going to be a journal of daily poems that I write, a place to keep my thoughts, feelings and whatever random poems show up on paper. Enjoy!