Problems Poem by Leslie Guylee Cron

Problems



No one likes them.
No one wants them.
We deal with them, everyday, every night!
Though we hate them, they make us who we are.
The more we have them the stronger or weaker we become.
You can't have life without problems!

Sunday, August 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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