~ Fight ~

Taking control of life
that is meant to be mine
a life full of happiness and joy
but caught in the middle of a raging war.
Years of fighting has taken its toll
as I sit and watch my life
fight with every tool and nail,
a glimmer of hope surfaces
a little bundle of joy
kicking and screaming
ready to take its place.

For too many years,
I watched as life tossed me
here and there,
up and down.
It is all a game,
I told myself
one minute I would seem to be a winner,
and the next finish as the runner-up.

But a life without a reason
now has a meaning
a battle without a plan
now has a purpose,
to live and fight another day.

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When she asked a question
“Are you with me out of need, or choice?"
As he looked into her eyes,
He fought with fate and truth and lies,
And seeking answers deep within,
He wondered if he could begin,
And so the moment paused until
He felt his life was standing still.
And when at last the clock moved on,
And eye to eye began to speak,
As a single fear ran down her cheek,
He told her what he thought she knew,
“It’s my choice, to be here, with you.”
He continued ....
"I’m here and I will stand by you,
Each hill you have to climb.
So take my hand lets face the world,
Live one day at a time.
because it's only for a Lifetime
That I'm trapped in Love with you."
........a long pause happened
and nothing was left unanswered.