The crush on lungs,
The load on your shoulders ,
Splintering ladder rungs,
As you only get older.

Callouses on hands,
The strain on your heart,
Delayed and altered plans,
Don't know where to start.

Might I say, takes might to bear.
Dare I say, is a worthwhile wait.
Here I say, is what takes to spare
Tomorrow's you from that weight.

Hold on now, for a little longer.
Wait for you to get a little stronger.
Nudge and push, until reprieve,
breach the surface and finally breathe.

You'll be okay, it's just a weight.
You'll be alright, it's just a wait.
Do not fear, you will not stagnate.

Oh my dear, you're doing great.