Preserverance
#2 of helping hand
We've all had times, when the going gets tough
The smooth ride suddenly, feels bumpy and rough
The good times are gone, it's all rather gruff
You let out a sigh and exclaim - "I've had enough"
We are all entitled at times, to gripe and to moan
What's happened to my life, you say with a groan?
My backpack seems weighed down, by a very big stone
How do I move away, from this miserable zone?
When a curved ball hits you, through a trick or a con
Remember the good days, when the sun always shone
Go forward with the belief, that you already have won
The best advice I can give, is to keep on... going to move on.