A Boost

When the tides are high..

And every step you take,
Is followed by a sigh.

When you look around..

In search of hope.

Stumbling over, toppled by
And all that you can do in darkness is grope.

When by all those discouragements...
You have been blindfolded.
Even after looking over and over..
You don't find a person to shover.
All that you feel is yourself becoming cold-blooded.

I tell you , carry on beloved.
Don't be a coward.
Just move forward...
'Cause a fine day you'll feel bessings being showered.