SEEING IT THROUGH
Somedays its like wading through mud
Instead of flying and floating we drown
Floundering and searching for higher ground
The skies seem dark and the air heavy
Nothing seems how it should be
People say you’re over sensitive
And maybe you are, it’s how you live
But thats what make you unique
It’s in your walk, your talk, your speak
I believe in natural healing over time
It hurts now but one day you’ll be fine
Just see it through
And all life’s gifts will come to you
WENDY 25/5/00