It was the first time. And it wouldn’t be the last.
Failure. Loss. Regret. They ganged up together. I was aghast.
I knew it was in the works. I had seen it in the cast.
It took one word to regain myself – Hope. I raised its flag on the mast.
‘I will welcome you each time, adversity,’ I said looking back at my past.
You gave me a chance to bounce back stronger. Just like a gymnast.
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