Strength

I wrote this for my grandmother who had been battling various health issues. She is a very religious woman thus the references to God, the Devil, and angels.

Dark, stormy skies

Radars red and yellow closing in

Still you stand strong,

Rooted deep in the ground.

You bend with the pre-storm breeze,

Closer to the Devil's clutches

But with God's help you slip away

Like the moon against the night sky

You are a light amongst the storm.

 

The lengthy battle is over

As the clouds part, rays of sun shine

Sweet salvation to you.

Darkness cowers in the distance,

Sunlight glistens off your blooms

A sign that you weathered the storm.

Though here and there lie petals

Still you stand strong,

Beaming by the angels' grace

What strength you show to outlast the storm!

Reviews

[Ceos]

Moving poem. Leaves readers at a loss for words, a poem of inspirational means. I liked it and so will many.