We climb the ladder to break glass ceilings and find ourselves placed on shelves like souvenirs pressing forward, unknowing if the road ahead will hold trials and tribulations or be free and clear moving towards our goals we dream of the blessings and rewards these commitments will offer. If only we persist, considering it pure joy to stumble over obstacles we would rather have dismissed. In the thick of these sufferings, we grow weary and fear that our withstanding of these barriers will not interfere
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
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Hey, welcome to swell, and thank you so much for sharing this beautiful poem. We've got a big poetry community on here, so hopefully you enjoy the app and find some cool voices to listen to it's. One of my favorite parts of being on here is everybody sharing their poetry. It's awesome. Thank you so much