Pretty Face

Charu Sood nee Walia posted under Poetry on 2018-10-31



With each passing day and the chase

The world is just a crazy race

Oh, look!  the storms just past

Come smile and give me that laugh

Like the mountains here I stand strong

The winds cannot chase this grace

Hear me aloud oh pouring rain

The sun is shining just a mile away

The strength I get from within my soul

Can break the strongest of graves

This is the chance I prove to all

I am not just a pretty face

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