The thing about weakness is that it can be wished away
I feel my weakness I feel my vulnerability
I feel my battles that rage within
And I know that it will pass I will be strong again
I am human I am alive I feel
I am weak tonight
I will rest and be kind to myself
Tomorrow I will be strong
waves roll over me waves you do
in my desperation
I feel you
down I tumble holding tight
up again
I feel light
tossed and turned spinning round and round
I am screaming
a silent sound
so i stumble before a fall
I WILL STAND UP!
I WILL STAND TALL
First rose for the season, and yay, roses are back in town 🙂
This is my fourth attempt of the same sketch. Wow, sketching is difficult! Now I know why I always avoided it, lol.
Illustrator lesson 101
I carry the memories
Of summer sun on my
Skin, as I anticipate the
Arrival of autumn’s
Falling leaf.
Poems and Petals 