Perseverance
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The trees bent and whispered to me
As the leaves began to cry in harmony.
The trees were under attack by the brutal wind.
The sky looked as if judgement was about to descend.
I stood transfixed at nature’s display of fury.
But the trees held their ground, in all their glory.
Perseverant and majestic, trees are God’s finest creation.
They give simple beauty, hope, and never-ending inspiration.
5/21/17
Basic Rhyming Words Contest
Sponsor: Ironic Zink
Awarded 3rd Place
Copyright © Brenda Mcgrath | Year Posted 2017
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