Julia Casey // STRUGGLES

A struggle we’ve all faced,

A struggle they say will help.

A struggle you know will help

Yet it never seems like it will.

 

It’s an endless battle,

Like shoveling snow.

The minute some is cleared more appears,

Ever

falling

Sometimes it seems like no matter how much is cleared,

No progress can be made.

 

Keep going,

The end is in sight.

The snow will stop falling.

Exhausted with aching muscles,

The desire to collapse is overwhelming.

 

Stay strong;

Soon you will recover,

Stronger than ever.

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