Sonnet: Sufferings Make Us Stronger

If Life gets spent with troubles few and rare,
Susceptible, becomes the mind and weak;
When woes come back, man goes into despair,
And like a Lamb, innocent, he is meek.

When man has never felt the slightest pain,
The threshold falls to low levels with time;
A little touch appears painful again!
'Tis pain to ears that hear the bells just chime.

When troubles come, the heart and mind turn strong;
And suff'rings make one feel life's joys better;
Sometimes, it happens, we go in the wrong;
Avoiding struggles is the worst fetter.

One can't spend life in dreams often for long;
Nevertheless, laugh, smile, whistle a song.

by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

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