Growing pains
shatter chains
until all that remains
is sweet rebirth.
Memories
of tragedies
leave us ill at ease,
so let them go.
Hope dances
at second chances,
and gives us glances
at better days to come.
Strength sought,
sorrows fought,
and a future bought
with precious currency.
Free at last,
heartache’s passed.
A happiness cast
with our own two hands.
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I really like the rhyming pattern and the shift from from dark to light. Great
poem!
Thank you very much. I tried something different with this poem, and I’m really happy with the results 🙂