
Life isn’t easy, it bends and it breaks,
It hands you the storms before calm ever wakes.
It teaches through silence, through struggle and strain,
Through nights that feel endless, through loss and through pain.
The road isn’t smooth, it’s jagged and steep,
It humbles the proud and awakens the deep.
No promise of fairness, no guaranteed win,
Just chances to fall—and get up again.
You’ll stumble on moments that darken your light,
You’ll wrestle with doubt in the heart of the night.
But strength isn’t built in the warmth of the sun,
It’s forged in the fire when the running is done.
And still, life is beauty, in scars and in fight,
In the way we keep walking through shadow to light.
It may not be easy—but easy won’t do
What courage, and grit, and fierce hope pull you through.
Thank-you for reading.
Much love and Light,
Brenda Marie Fluharty
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Raw, real, and resonant Brenda 🌷🤝 Your poem captures life’s relentless grind and quiet triumphs with unflinching honesty—like a battle cry wrapped in wisdom. Powerful and deeply human. 💪🔥
Thank-you