I AM..........

All of us are not what we seem to be
For there is much more than the eye can see
Behind the cheerful face and carefree stance
Could be hidden tears long dried
Bearing witness to untold pains congealed over years
There could be apprehensions and torturous fears
Yet the face and calm countenance could deceive us awhile
Some might call it unkindly –guile
But take a closer look at the pain in each wrinkle
At variance with the eyes that twinkle

Why do we forget that tis not a weakness to lean
That there is certain greatness in sharing
That vulnerability makes one strong
To move away from the throng
To one day belong

I ask not for the world’s riches or success
But the strength to be weak
To take what HE gives with a heart so meek
That even the things most bleak
Will be but for me, a victory
And that one day people may read my story
Not judge the book by the cover
The tale of the way I did recover
And walk on without a tremor
Now and forever………….