On Hold Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

On Hold



Sometimes life puts you on hold, nothing will go right,
nothing good happens, it feels like you're in hell.
Once life restarts it's engine and you slowly move into
gear again, you find that being put on hold was the
better judgement, because it has prevented far worse
catastrophes from happening.
Listening to your inner nature is a wonderful way to
live life and it avoids worse things from coming your
way.

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