Poem #275 A blessing in disguise

My mother left me, when I was three,

I took it as, a blessing in disguise;

Taught me that, nothing in this world was free,

To survive, i learned to be resilient.

I left my dad, when I was eight,

I took it as, a blessing in disguise

He would have, definitely doomed my fate,

To survive, I learned to be confident.

My best friend left me, when in high school, 

I took it as, a blessing in disguise

Got me into poetry, my angst release tool,

To survive, I learned to be a wordsmith.

My sister left me, to pursue college,

I took it as, a blessing in disguise;

Without her to lean on, and to lead,

To survive, I learned to be independent.

My crush left me, for another in college, 

I took it as, a blessing in disguise;

Focused, to quench my thirst for knowledge,

To survive, I learned to be kind and love all.

My company left me, jobless,

I took it as, a blessing in disguise

All my hard work, was not unrewarded,

To survive it, I now had built some staunch mentors.

When all these were blessings, to help me mature,

When you left me, why does it not feel so;

I know one day, in the not too distant future,

You will live to say, “You are my blessing in disguise, now I know”…