I get knocked down.

I am shocked, stunned,

my hands are bruised,

but I struggle to my feet.

 

I get knocked down.

I am hurt, crying,

my body is weary,

but I claw my way back.

 

I get knocked down.

I am angry, gritting my teeth,

my back is strained,

but I pull myself up.

 

I get knocked down.

I am defensive, ready to fight,

my legs are sore,

but I won't stay down.

 

I get knocked down.

I am peaceful, graceful,

my body is solid,

and I rise to my strength.

 

I get knocked down

but nothing will keep me there.

My determination is fierce

and I will get up

every time.

 

 

~Copyright 2010-2012, Mary D'Alba, Spiritualitygirl~