Tower of strength during trying times.
Always the power of substance when you're in a bind.
We notice this.
Many constantly witness it.
Always, a woman forging ahead when in some corners it should be the man.

We turn to her as a child.
We turn to her in times of trouble.
She the one many of us designate for comfort.
Yes, always a woman in supporting times.

The cure and the disease
Stand on opposite sides,
But like Napoleon and Wellington,
Are just standpoints.

We ****
Our parasites,
We **** our brains
(Sometimes they are the disease)
We study, we analyze,
We figure and conquer,
But the only true way
To cure ourselves
Is by chance:
Just by surprise.

Absent all year round
The seasons come and go
But once again you Spring
Up

Daffodils.

So bright
Full of
Life

You rise.
Without fail.

Year upon year, a reminder of who’s gone
But that you will return
To my heart
Like a flood,
Rushing through me.

She had galaxies
In her eyes
And her tears
Were falling stars.