You are young
And I am old
But there are things
You should be told.
I once stood
Right where you are
No sight of hope
Near or far.
I held on one more second
Took a breath and walked away
The pain of my imaginings
Was never there to stay.
Now I am an old woman
Gray streaked through my hair
Can laugh at those who stepped on me
And those that simply stared.
Once steeped in desperation
Today my joy abounds
I hung on one more second
Breathing in, above the ground.
A penny in my pocket
A prayer upon my lips
I know today when trouble comes
I won't succumb to it.
Behold the tiny mustard seed
If all the faith you ever have
Is even near the size of it
You will make it through the crap.
So hold on one more second
Let time passing be your friend
Find forgiveness for your enemies
And you'll win in the end.
Contrary to popular opinion,
The light at the end of the tunnel is NOT a gorilla with a flashlight.
Author notes
I have no idea what kind of things you are going through, and I won't pretend to, but pain is pain all the same. We all travel through the dark night of the soul at some point. I hope you find a flicker of hope and a smile at the least 
Written October 10th, 2005
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A great poem. Congratulations on winning silver.
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Nikole, it is quite okay that you don't quite understand. This poem is basically about those times when we feel all hope is lost. We are all apt to have feelings like that at times. Sometimes we have them because something really big has happened in our life, or at least something that is big to us as an individual. The message of this poem is basically to look toward the future. To simply hang on one more second and don't give up even if you have the feeling that everything is lost. Faith the size of a tiny mustard seed truly does move mountains.
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wow I never thought about that ,though I do not quite under stand your poems but they meen something they make me think about life & death I'll understand one day I now that.
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Lol, Barb. The great thing is, that sometimes it is . And ooo do I love ice cream
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Kinda uplifting
This is really good, well done.
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I used to either live in a black hole or teeter on the brink, for years, then slowly i found i could rise above it, the shit's still raining on me and the hole still stays there but you realise you don't have to be in all teh time. Excellent piece but you know the scariest thing, I always thought the light at the end of the tunnel was the usherette with the ice cream!
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Lol, the last line comes from my more negative friends who think that only the worst is bound to happen I have found that even when it is a gorrilla, when treated kindly and with respect, they become very fortunate friends, indeed. But most of the time, my fear of the gorilla is only another way to keep me from breaking through to the other side, where hope abounds. Take the risk. Go through the tunnel. Scratch the gorilla behind the ears and find your light in spite of it all
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Even without this being written for a contest, this is one heck of a great inspirational read. I loved the flow of this, as well as the rhyming. It all worked so well within itself, that this truly impressed the heck out of me.
I also have to say that I chuckled at your little tidbit at the end about the light and tunnel. Too cute.
~ John
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a fortune telling poem totally awesome with a great flow and such feeling init to warm to, smile to and nod your head in agreement, totally inspirational piece well done my friend lol abigailxxxx
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Glad you liked it. No rule says you have to know why . If it made you smile a bit, that's enough for me. Hang in there. Life has a way of changing for the better.
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I like this poem. Don't know why or so. But I do
lol.. the piece about the gorilla is so funny.
thanx for entering
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