Some poetry. Some prose. All heart.

Friday, April 10, 2020

Natural Choices

Sometimes, unexpected winds of change
Uproot everything in your path
And force you down to your hands and knees.

You can stay low and still,
Surrender to your altered surroundings,
And hate the universe for cursing you.


You can rise up from the ground,
Dust yourself off, adjust your goals,
And persevere in your new world.

The choice is yours.

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