It Was...

it was,
snowy,
Christmas,
happy.

memories,
months before,
palm trees,
miss the snow.

atmosphere,
perfect,
without you here,
no affect.

work hard,
never,
red card,
forever.

backache,
go on,
heartache,
get gone.

fall over,
laugh,
no cover,
wrath.

break a leg,
okay,
don't beg,
today.

let me fall,
smile,
stand tall,
for a while.

i'll grow strong,
like others do,
i may do wrong,
but i'm not you.

i will never criticize,
those who don't realise.

what it is to be alive,
instead i will teach them to strive.

i won't judge,
or trudge,
they are here,
so near.

they are human,
regardless of wrong.

they don't understand,
how to be truly strong.

so guide them,
make them not your problem.

and you'll find this light,
deep down inside,
that you thought was out of sight,
giving you no need to hide.

you will remember memories,
of those summer palm trees,
and how Winter was so snowy,
how lights made you happy.

and how it was,
a happy Christmas,
without any fuss,
delightful, it was...
♠ ♠ ♠
You bleed. You cry.

You deal with it. And again you try.

And THAT is what makes you stronger.

In MY opinion.x.x.x