Life, mean—

Unkind it seems.

A battle fierce,

A shattered dream.

Yet in the dark,

A spark still gleams,

And through the storm,

Mankind redeems.
How do you feel,
as you carry on?

Is life meant for you,
or mean all along?

Not all victories wear medals of gold,
Some hide in moments,
overlooked and untold.
They were found in a deep sigh,
In a smile and through tears,
when days were long,
when you wished for hope
and a will to be strong.

With each sunrise met
when rest felt incomplete,
and with each foul day weathered,
with heavy feet.
These too are triumphs,
written into each trial,
between survival and each mile.

When you carried on when it felt too much,
found peace in chaos, with a patient touch.
Building castles from the ruins of your plans,
and held faith like water
cupped in trembling hands.

Count the small victories, every single one,
each battle fought and silently won.
For perseverance begins with each try,
and strength lives within
the desire to thrive.

This year that's passing,
Has been harsh and kind,
And left its markings on your mind.
Yet here you stand, still breathing deeply,
With hope your heart has learned to keep.
In a quiet victory, that is yours to hold
Worth more than any medal of gold.

©️Lizzie Bevis

PUT IN THE WORK,
even if your LIFE
DEPENDS ON IT,

The MORROW of the STORY IS:
PUSH AND DON'T QUIT!!!

YES, THE CHALLENGE
can be HARD, but
HARD WORK PAYS OFF!!!

YOU ARE STRONGER
THAN YOU THINK, and
YOU ARE SO TOUGH!!!

HANG IN THERE and
GIVE IT ALL YOU GOT,

KEEP CLIMBING that MOUNTAIN
UNTIL YOU MAKE IT TO THE TOP!!

YOU ARE SO CLOSE TO
YOUR GOAL,
DON'T STOP!!

We ALL Have STRUGGLES,
we ALL have FEARS,

we ALL have DOWNFALLS,
and SHED MANY TEARS,

but ALWAYS
REMEMBER THAT:
JESUS IS NEAR!!

So, PLEASE TAKE HEED and
DO NOT BE DISCOURAGED,
PUT IN THE WORK, and in this:
BE ENCOURAGED!!


B.R.
Date: 12/22/2024

Happiness blooms are not ready-made,
But grow like seeds in the forest shade
Their stoic roots must deeper go,
Before younger shoots take root and grow.

When storm clouds gather, dark and stern,
Some spirits break, while others learn,
To dance between the lightning strikes,
Being courageous and flying kites.

The path ahead may twist and bend,
Through labyrinths that seem to never end.
Yet in our nature, a compass true
Points toward the light we journey to.

Through thorns and thickets, day by day,
We forge ahead and find our way.
Life's journey winds, like a river flows,
Through the clouds of deep valleys,
Onwards we go.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Little, little, fragile flower,
twirl, higher than a tower.
pick your thorns,
pick your lovers.
one can hurt,
and one can protect.
is this a tear or maybe a dare?
you can be brave but never hold fire.
I'll tell you the story
of another flower
who reached the end of the tower.
dream to be her....,
or want to be higher?
why are you crying?
give up trying...?
little, fragile flower,
twirl, twirl, you may not be her,
but you can still reach the tower.
you will be higher.

In the garden where dreams once bloomed
Silent shadows of hope are tombed
Fractured petals drift in the breeze
Whispers of what could have been with ease

Each choice a step on a winding road
Laden with burdens, a heavy load
The laughter once bright now tinged with doubt
As echoes of plans unravel, fade out

A painter's brush, once bold and free
Now hesitates where colors disagree
A canvas flaws with streaks of gray
Reflects the heart, led astray

In the dance of days, we stumble and sway
Navigating the ruins of dreams gone astray
With every misstep, a lesson unfolds
In the carpet woven with threads of gold

Yet in failures clutch, we learn to arise
Through broken paths, we grow wise
For in each setback, a spark ignites
In the darkest of nights we reclaim our light

So raise a glass to the roads untraveled
To the hopes once cherished, now unraveled
For life's failures are chapters, not the end
In the grand story, they help us amend

Embrace the flaws, the bends and breaks
In the ashes of sorrow, resilience awakes
With every setback, let courage ignite
For the heart still beats and the dawn brings new light

I run from my inevitable next mistake
Only to find I'm the bait
I'm at stake
Everyone will debate
On why I must participate
Ignoring why I no longer want to partake
I wish somebody
Would have bothered to tell me
You can't possibly challenge fate

©2024