Sometimes it seems life is nothing but hard.
We battle our way,
Not always bravely~ through the days,
No end to issues that fray our mind.
Crippled, diminished, overwhelmingly maligned.
Like knitting, unraveling as we’ve dropped a stitch,
So easy to toss, refusing to admit~ defeat.
Sagely we just keep following the pattern,
Hoping it looks like the gift to others we envisioned
when we picked it.