Spirit's Century Poem by Lily Jeanne Spear

Spirit's Century



The trees don't bow
To the wind nor snow
But to the bewildering wind
They cast there crowns.

In the day of judgment,
The prideful will fall.
But the ones who bow
Will stand tall.

Sunday, September 27, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: snow,wind
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