Leftover
a little story;
I, he said.
I am here to stay
No storm can blow me away.
You fools are weak and soft
and so eager to loft.
I am determined and strong.
But in the end he prooved so terribly wrong.
All brothers and sisters were more loose
and travelled where the winds choose
But he, he was here to stay
and slowly die away.
Don't be too determined..... you can be wrong. and there are many ways to dance with life!
