Every now and then
We all sit down and cry
It doesn't mean we're weak
Or that we'll not try
It's just every now and again
We all need that private time
To cleanse our souls
And to clear out our minds
Sometimes so many things
Hold and weigh us down
That we get and stay distracted
From the beauty that's all around
So many things in life to cherish
That's right before our eyes
Always remember that with living
Means at times we're going to cry
9-30-19/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem