Every now and again
Life circumstances line up
A great wall of water
A perfect storm
That knocks you down
And carries you away
You and the balls
You have been juggling
Faith, hope, and love
Now amidst all the wreckage
You find a way to stand up
And breathe
You start your search
Looking for those balls
To throw into play again
Without them you
Really can’t live
For very long
© 2017 Julie Clark
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