I Bend
Nighttime breezes
Blow through the trees
Calling out my name
Telling me
This life of mine
Will never be the same
The wind of change
Sways through my life
It leaves less than it takes
Life is hard
So the question is…
Do I bend, or do I break
I bend!
Copyright © Anna M Shepard | Year Posted 2018
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