Proof Of Life Poem by Della Perry

My world is like a sphere
A globe of atmospheric love
Given freely from a few special beings.
An occasional hawk scanning overhead
For those hours when I feel like a tiny vole
Blind and feeling small, hunched like a victim
Awaiting the attack.
But the sun will shine, the warm embraces
Will help me to grow strong
Tall as a majestic sunflower,
Until the icy frost returns
And I will droop
My chin lowered, eyes closed
To the hatred that resides in this world.
My world spins like the earth
Light, then the dark.
But, I am grateful for difference,
Love then hurt
For both just prove that I am alive
And surviving.