No one said it was easy,
no one said is was going
to be okay.

Perfection was never promised,
happiness was never given,
they are works in progress.

I am like the leafs
I land wherever I please.

I change with the seasons,
hot, cold, wet, and dry
I adapt as the cycle wraps
itself around my little finger.

This life we live
such consequences we sew,
we still try even after the
needle broke.

No one said life was going to go
your way, no one said this is
the only path, because
it’s a work in progress.
We already know that.

It’s a work in progress but I
want to fly someday.

Do you think I will learn
how to grow wings one day?

I hope to learn how to fly someday,
I won’t have to wait for
happiness nor a rainy day for
I will be able to fly to where
it falls. I will be free.

© 2018 By Amanda Shelton