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FROM THE BOTTOM UP

Nothing wasted

FROM THE BOTTOM UP

I USED TO HATE THE DOWNSIDE OF LIFE,
WHEN THINGS DONT GO AS PLANNED,
LIKE SLIPPING DOWN A SLIPPERY SLOPE 
WHEN MY VISION AND INTENTIONS 
WERE TO STAND.

BUT WHEN THINGS GO THE OTHER WAY,
AND MY DAY SEEMS WASTED AWAY,
THE LESSONS LEARNED 
WOULD NOT OF BEEN EARNED,
WITHOUT THAT UNPREDICTED STORM.

AND SO I’VE LEARNED 
THAT THE DOWNSIDE OF LIFE,
IS LIKE THE MIRACLE OF GWROTH,
THE SEED IS BURIED IN THE GROUND 
SPRINGING ROOTS, 
AS THE SEED FELLS DOWN.

I USED TO HATE THE DOWNSIDE OF LIFE,
WHEN THINGS DONT GO AS PLANNED,
BUT ALL OF MY FAILURES, AND BROKENNESS,
HAS NURTURED ME,
INTO BEING A BETTER MAN.

WILFORD BARKER.

 

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Linda Lank

WELL WRITTEN I RATHER LIKE THE UPSIDE OF LIFE MORE LINDA

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Marion

Lovely write Wilford x

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Wilford Barker

Thank you my friend. 
Live.. Love.. Laugh. 
Have a wonderful day. 

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Being Me

I truly believe that hurt and pain drive us forward into better people and onto better things. The comfort zone is lovely  so lovely we won't leave it. Love the poem x

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Wilford Barker

Hello Being Me.
Your comments once again depicts the Roller coaster of life.. and our quest for love, romance, and acceptance.
Thank you so much for your Shared thoughts.

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