Mother To Son

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

by Langston Hughes

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Life is an ongoing challenge-beautifully yet tenderly written.
I dont like the computer reading the poem
Chaos is a ladder. All that matters is the climb.
are there any examples of ambiguity in this poem?
Langston Hughes is one of my favorite Authors, Poet and Mother to Son is my favorite poem of his...
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