Poetry · Written in high school

The Trees

By Covertpoet

A sturdy tree bending in the wind as storm clouds part.

Like the trees
Swaying gently gently
In the breeze
My soul stands strong
When troubles are nigh
And when feelings wronged
I’ll just bend in the breeze
Fit to my will
I’ll just bend in the breeze
When troubles are coming
But unlike the tree
Who stands tall and proud
I won’t break and fall to the ground
I will survive
What life throws at me?
And when the storms over
I’ll just be….