The clouds come together
Skies go dark in a flash
Wind begins to blow strong
Taking everything that comes its way....
Here I stand in the middle
A lone tree, rough and strong
The wind slaps me across my face
I duck, I shuffle, I dodge.....
The wind loses temper,
Starts punching me hard
I smile through the blood on my face
"I have nothing left to lose", I say.......
The winds loses energy,
It goes away
Tearing me apart, tiring me out
I still stand my ground, I don't complain.......
I may look for some sunshine
Like a shoulder to rest my head on
And, doves to soothen me
To tell me, Everything is going to be fine.....
I am not weak
Nor am I depending
I just stood through what the "strong" fear
Knowing the storm would strike again.....
I would always stand there
Till I calm it down to breeze
All I seek is its peace
Though Happiness may be the small price I must pay......
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