"Oh Wind"
By Brian Cox
Oh wind, blow me up a storm
A storm the likes of which
has never been born
With menace and its power
It'll lay me to the bone
And I will settle down and call this tempest home
A home that will shatter when it's thrown upon the rocks
A home that will tell me what I'm all it's got.
A home that will splinter when it's given to the wind
A home that will lose me, but call me back again.
A hundred times it'll raze,
and still.
I'll love it more
and rebuild from will.
Timber will shiver, and rocks will slide
But home is where the heart is,
so keep it inside.
"This poem is dedicated to the lives and livelihood lost locally and around the world in the face of epic destruction. It's a simple poem with a simple purpose: find solace in love and regrowth. The most valuable things we have are our lives."
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"Grow, Grow, Grow"
By levueH nednaV noveD
Sprouting from a barren site
Thin, fine, stalks reaching for the sky like needles to the touch
Yes, it's growing fast now
A daily ritual of checking the growth
brings a smile in anticipation
Excitement grows daily
How tall will it get before another round of chemo
causes it to disappear?
Oh, well, for now I have hair!
"This is in honor of all the people that have suffered through cancer. I am in awe of their perseverance, strength, and will to survive. Sometimes it's the little things that give us the greatest pleasure and brings us back to earth."
