A poem for when you need a reminder to keep going.
My schooling continues deep into summer, each test is a question, "Am I an overcomer?" Life rolls out lesson after lesson some like a verdant carpet others quicksand and mud still others like hardened bitumen. And I have to remind myself I'm just passing through I'm not setting up camp I'm not moving in I'm rolling out like the tide. It's just a wild ride, and it will end. I'm not a failure I am graded on a curve as I learn to navigate every dip, every swerve. Every student passes each of life's classes. Let us be kind to ourselves for our schooling is hard rich in rigor, yet full of reward. As we learn to deal with lines and limits disappointment and despair loss and gain let our hope remain. Let us find strength at our core when we can't take much more. Let us find silver and gold in the dreams that we hold. Let us bend with the wind as our roots hold firm. Let us keep going, keep moving Let us keep pressing on.