• Lorna Ilena Bussue

The Force

Twisting, flailing and whipping around

It flexed and trembled

As it was tossed about

But put up quite a struggle it did

To remain firmly attached to the sturdy trunk

Its sibling much tougher

Refused to bend

As strong and fibrous it stood

Then there was a great and mighty creak

And loudly snapping

It was tossed beneath

Broken, by its bark it hang

As it gapingly split from the trunk

While mother soothingly said

Son its never too late to learn

That even when you are afraid

You have to move with the force of the wind

To remain standing upright and strong.

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