Holding On
Written by: Wilfred Charles Mellers, Sunday, October 14,2012
A friend once told me it was going to be difficult, yet I held on
Years have passed, and yet I am still holding on.
The rope that holds us together has become frayed, yet I still hold on
Time passes, and the rope that binds us has become a string, yet I still hold on.
Worn now down to its last stand, yet I still hold on
If the rope should snap and I plummet to my demise, I will still be clutching on
I will go kicking and screaming knowing that, through all the difficulties I never let go. I relentlessly kept holding on.
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