Harder than others?

A hawk with glowing electrical patterns on its wings flying over a mountain valley at sunset.
A majestic hawk soars through a sunset valley, its wings crackling with mystical, glowing energy.

What’s a chapter of your life you’d title “The Hard Years” — and what got you through it?

Some have it harder than others and that’s a fact

Some whinge and whine and it’s all an act

There’s never enough of anything,

They’re afraid when they hear the doorbell ring,

Was that me I really don’t know?

It all seems like such a very long time ago.

Namaste and Thank You for Reading🙏

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