Storms

Lifes storms come and go

Some with warning

Some without

Some destructive

Some exhilerating

All make us focus, think

Make us different

Sometimes we retreat

Seek shelter and comfort

Only to reappear when we feel safe

Sometimes we do not care or cannot care

We are weathered but the storm passes

Sometimes we let the storm sweep us away

To a new life, new surrounds, as a new person

We all have our storms

To storms we are nothing

We all have our storms       ..........    [JX 2008]

14/6/2011