I've seen great storms
NO, I've been hit more time and again
More often I hid my head in shame
I buried my heart in faraway places
Places where there was no light of hope
I tried giving up
I ran from my misfortunes
Only to return to the same fate
As I grow and learn
I realize things I been blind to
There ain't no better teacher than life
I realized love can't be forced
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life itself is a great teacher.A thought procoki g poem