Losing is easy, winning
is a learned ability.
The day I was born was a loss
that was not easy, as my mother
in so many words declared “get it
away from me”!
I would learn that love does not
always grow within the womb, the
effect of my birth was that I
learned the ability to endure being
My daddy brought me back home after
three years of me living with his sister
in hopes that my mother would learn to
love me, that day was a loss.
The winning lesson learned from my
non-caring mother was that we must
accept many things in life, things
we cannot change.
Life is filled with mischances, the
loss of a love, a parent, and of
innocence, the loss of a sibling and
The declaration of losing is learning
to accept fate, overcoming hardship