By Scott Bailey © 2013
Sometimes the things we are due
do not arrive
Sometimes that precious parcel
is lost
Sometimes the blows
are more than we think
we can survive
But we do
It is the ancient sadness
of humanity
Happiness has such
frailty
Originally published in A Spring of Dreams
Scott Andrew Bailey - Author 
Beautifully written! Loved this!!!!
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