Poetry

Trying to

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Move forward, but the waves of my life keep knocking me back down.

Right, when things start to get good, I’m too tired to do more.

So my reach for the stars tonight will be cut short.

And when I thought I had your help, you slapped my hand away and tossed me to the waves again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes