Blessed

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Blessed

I was blessed
by darkness
so I could know the light.
I was touched
by pain and grief
so I'd know what joy was like.
I have seen
the gathering clouds
and watched as raindrops fell.
But they only
sought to show me
just how warm the sunlight felt.
I've suffered through
the fall of love
the heartbreak of the end,
the broken dreams
the sting of tears,
the loss of faithful friends.
I consider all
these bitter things
a blessing in disguise.
For if my wings
were never broken
I'd never try so hard to fly.

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

Ebonlight’s Poems (15)

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A newer better me 2
The heart of me 1
The mask 0
I am the one 1
I mourn this night 0
The curse 0
Vengeance 0
Love is Blind? 0
Blood red lies and scarlet tears 1
Echo not 1
A prelude to the rain 0
Blessed 0
December 2
I have walked 1
I am but a ghost 2