A whole new rhyming pattern today…

Growth: they say it comes in spurts;
Oft resulting from some hurts
With a cause that no one knows.

Never doubt that pain is good.
Like deep scars that mar the wood,
It leaves a mark, then goes.

What is left behind grows stronger.
Now afraid to grow no longer.
A new you has thus emerged.

Accept the trials in your life.
Welcome all the pain and strife.
Ultimately all is purged.

See the glory in the pain.
Love the sunshine and the rain.
This is life with all its faces.

You are on this earth to grow.
Even if progress is slow.
There are no special cases.

All are loved the same.
Without judgment, without blame.
On to Heaven do you go.

Life’s a journey of discovery.
Sometimes ugly, sometimes lovely.
So many ways true growth to know.