Blusters Poem by Cliff Morman

With in the heart lies many layers
Some have grown with time
Others have been since the day we came
Some are yet to be found

The tender parts are sometime brused
They start to heal because they are not used
Hidden and covered by other layers
Controled by hurt and fear

Tis as it once was and always will be
We will test the waters of life
Yearn to smell the sea
Step out after gloomy days
Feel the spring sun rays

Relize life every changing
We are where we are supposed to be
Affected by our surroundings
Tis our interpetation
That sends us searching for another day