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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