ResilienceA Poem by Chris Shaw(nature leading the way)
when I consider what’s broken
i see images of the bombed streets of London after the blitz seen in old magazines when buildings were blasted and memories buried under rubble yet out of ashes and carnage pockets of pink flowers grew proud poking their heads above the parapets to find a touch of sunlight amid the detritus of destruction determined and resilient in the face of adversity to rise above it all and stretch their necks to find some light © 2023 Chris ShawFeatured Review
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15 Reviews Added on May 8, 2023 Last Updated on May 8, 2023 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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