The rocky road
In life’s journey there is always both good and bad,
We always wish for things better than the ones we’ve had.
I walk through the rocky road,
I thought it was too much of a load.
There were times when I almost gave up,
Thinking that it wasn’t my cup.
Easy I wished the journey to be,
The path ahead looked hard to me.
But I decided to keep going,
There was now no forgoing.
Many times I did fall,
But now I feel I’ve conquered it all.
The rocky road has made me strong,
I can now walk on any roads, no matter how long.