Always a pressing debt to pay,

a role to play,

great lines to say.

Small hidden little nook to fill,

swallow the pill,

strengthens all will.

Painted bright smile stains solemn face,

run in the race,

legs locked in place.

No one is ever quite enough,

weakness is tough,

life feels so rough.

"I love you" is another phrase,

to be conveyed,

so feelings sway.

First-place can never come in last,

it happens fast,

creates contrast.

A different day born with each dawn,

yesterday's gone,

tomorrow drawn.

New beginnings chases the clouds,

Sun shine compounds,

light source is found.

By Grace Y. Estevez 

From: United States

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