People often ask me <br />how I ever stood my ground, <br />when trouble just surrounds me <br />and people push me down. <br /> <br />I say to them (with tongue in cheek) <br />I'm sure my work's not done. <br />I may have fought the battle, <br />But the war is not yet won. <br /> <br />I will always manage <br />to hold my head up high. <br />(Even though that enables them <br />to better see me cry.)<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-battle/
