Lessons Learned
Welcomed an ideal years ago, and everything seemed a garden of blooms. Neither fall nor folly, never did it passed my thoughts. I continue to view through rose-colored glasses the vastness of what’s before me… Then, reality set in and I was left with a path without blooms, shattered dreams in my heart, a canvass of monochromatic facade… Hurtfully leaning on to what’s been there, walking ahead of everyone but always ending up on a blind alley, turning my back from the rising sun and aimlessly trudging the rainstorms…and as I held my head up high, I realized how great those lessons were. Full of gratefulness I stood and accepted that hurts do heal, there are walks to be remembered, sunsets are there to bring tomorrow’s sunrise and there is sunshine after the rain…✿✿✿
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