Flashback, with this poem at the back of my mind 🙂
I was trapped in the cold hard ground, with the cold soil that covered,
I was waiting to be found , waiting to be discovered,
I mustered up some courage, I tried to rise with all I’d got,
Everyday I pushed myself,  surprised at how I’d fought.
One day suddenly I found the light, the warmth I’d longed for each day,
The sun made the dew drops gleam, finally my roots had found their way.
I lived to find out there were many like me,
Who had preserved to be, to find their individuality,
I shared as I lived, gave away what I didn’t need,
The fruits of my labour were surplus, Â the labour that had started when I was a little seed.
My happiness didn’t last forever,  nothing gold can stay.
I was uprooted as I fell and was left to decay.
~ Saadia ♥
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Thank you so much 🙂
I will definitely check it out.
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Aaah such a sad reality we all at some point in our lives face. This time reminded of a picture I once saw that said “I’m afraid of being this happy, because whenever I am happy something bad always happens”
And truthfully it sometimes scare me too. You captured the whole feeling so well through this poem Saadia.
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I know. But we should treasure the happy moment as each is a gift from beyond.
Thank you Zee. 🙂
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My pleasure 🙂
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