In The Long Run

Along the path to your dreams
It can be so dark and hard
It can be so cold and sad
Never ever as you planned
On the way to end
It may be come filled with doubt
one can't seem to shake the freight
It's like one is no longer bright
but in the long run
There's always some hope
Despite the hardship
There's always joy
That can't be stolen
In the long run
There's confidence and experience
That can't be brought.
It ain't easy
But be sure to wait and learn patience
For in the long run
There's always a reward.
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Hi Cleo A write pointing out the struggles
along the way in life.I i think And yes sometimes they
can be tough but you can reap rewards at the
end with hard work great message great write
warm regards Debs
Thanks Debs, I'm glad you liked it. Cheers
Hey CLEO!!........ cool write with a valuable lesson......... never give up the struggle even when it hurts....... because NOTHING in this life comes easily......... with hard work comes great success!!....... well conceived & well delivered...........ALL STARS..........hugz!!........T xo
Hi Tony, thanks a lot. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Warm regards. Cheers.
Hi Cleo,
Yes, sometimes dreams can feel so distant. But if you stick with them, they will become your reality.
Very nice, Cleo.
Hugs, Peace and Love,
xox Larry
Hi Larry, thanks a lot. Warm regards. Cheers.
Honorable Poetess Cleo,
Nice to read your latest poem,thanks for sharing, I was not regular in posting my poems in COSMO, but now I feel more enthusiastic as COSMO has renovated the site so beautifully, my thanks and regards to COSMO.
Regarding your poem," In the long run "
In life we all have a choice to choose one of two paths: to wait for some special day - or to celebrate each special day. I have been finding riches and reserves in spaces, where I did not want to search. I have been hearing astuteness from tongues I did not want to listen. I have been finding beauty where I did not want to look. And I have learned so much from journeys I did not want to take. Forgive me, O Gracious One; for I have been closing my ears and eyes for too long. I have learned that miracles are only called miracles because they are often witnessed by only those who can perceive through all of life's illusions. I am ready to see what really exists on other side, what exists behind the blinds, and taste all the ugly fruit instead of all that looks right, plump and ripe
Excellent write, thanks for sharing, my applause
Love & Hugs
Willy
Hi Willy, thanks for stopping by. Lovely write. Appreciate it. Cheers.