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Built Tough!

In the motherland where the winds whispered tales of old,

There lived a soul, both brave and bold.

Forged in fires of trials untold,

A spirit emerged, built tough, we’re told.

This soul, they say, faced storms with a grin,

Battles within, they’d always win.

Mountains of fear, they’d begin

To climb with a heart that never grew thin.

“Built tough,” they’d chant, their voices proud

Echoing loudly, far beyond the crowd

Not just in body but spirit unbowed

A beacon of strength, standing out, unclouded

Through valleys of shadow, under skies so grey

This soul marched on, come what may

With every fall, they’d find a way

Rising anew to seize the day

Their armor, not of steel but of will

Crafted in resilience, impossible to kill

With every challenge, their spirit grew still

More formidable, with each uphill

Here’s to the soul, built tough, it’s true

A narrative poem, a tribute overdue

May their story inspire and encourage you, too

To build your toughness in all that you do!

-Built Tough-

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading!

Tough Times 

Tough Times 

In life, we all face tough times 

When things seem to go wrong 

And it feels like we’re stuck 

In a never-ending storm 

But tough times do not last long 

The clouds will clear away 

And the sun will shine again 

It may seem impossible right now 

But you’ll get through this, I promise 

Just keep holding on to hope 

And keep moving forward with courage 

Tough times may knock us down 

But they do not define us 

We are strong and resilient 

And we will rise above this 

Tough times do not last long 

And soon, you’ll find sunshine again!

Blessings and Love! 

Thank you for reading. 

Tough!

I am a fortress, built of stone and steel

My heart encased, unable to feel

I am tough, hardened by life’s cruel cost

But lost, adrift, with no sense of exhaust.

My walls are high, my moat is deep

My guard is up, my secrets to keep

I am impenetrable, a force to behold

Yet inside I am empty, alone and cold.

I’ve been hurt before, too many times

So I protect myself, with these hardened lines

I don’t let anyone in, no matter how close

For fear of the pain, the hurt and the blows.

But sometimes I wonder, is it worth the cost

To be tough, hard, guarded and lost?

To live life in solitude, with no one to trust

Is this really what it means to be tough?

-Tough-

Blessings and Love! 🖤🤎💙💚🧡💛💗💜🤍❤

Thank you for reading.