Lessons Learned…
A Crushed Spirit
Remembered
You’ve
been shaken and your heart is breakin’
Wounded
you’ve packed your bags to go;
The decision
to forfeit your vision
Isn’t
what you want, I know
But where
to go?
There’s
still room for a dancer
There’s
still room for one who’ll dare to dream
In
this world of high pressure
It’s
the only hope it seems.
Can’t
stop trying to fail is not worth dying
What
about the child first on his feet?
He
falls again until that moment when
He stands
then walks then runs to meet
Big arms
so sweet.
There’s
still room for a dancer
There’s
still room for one who’ll dare to dream
In
this world of high pressure
It’s
the only hope it seems.
by
darcy hill
Don't give up.
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