Me, giving up
That's just not gonna happen
Not because I don't want to,
Sometimes

Me, giving up
Has nothing to do with pride, or
Strength, or ambition
What it is, I cannot identify

I think I have what it takes
To take from others, just enough
To get me by, the kindness of strangers
Strangers, who have no idea what they have done

If I had a scrap book, it would be filled
With momentous, and pictures, loose, falling out
With hand written notes, so forgetting is impossible
Forgetting the kindness of strangers, impossible

Me, giving up
With a deep breath, as if to prepare for a great dive
I won't do it, I can't
You won't allow it

((((( K )))))...Warm hug for you lady bug!

Thank you much, Leigh :-)

Never say, die!

It is a fact of life that:
The sun will shine upon you someday
If you always walk in your way.

Hang in there. Something's got to give someday.