Seashore Resilient Sure

Shores of sand, stones and rocky outcrops weather willingly the welts of tide, wind and waves. Eroding away, absorbing, expunging the rage and torrent A rope-a-dope clinch in the tight, belittling the fight, Slipping the sand compliant back out again in the breaks like mundane changes in bed linen. No fuss, no bother, it's just how it's done. Rocky headlands and outcrops absorb the force of raging waves by smashing the energy into foam. Seaweed loves the push, pull, twists and turns holding fast resilient, yielding to and fro No fuss, no bother it's just how it's done. Oh how I wish I could stand sure like the shore resilient To absorb the bile and back-lash, to support you, and stand sure when you need it most. When your tribulations get deflected onto me When I can only offer support for you, not a solution. No fuss, no bother it's just how it's done.