You are strong for
the strongest survive
the storm.

Once in a past great moon
my sphere dimmed down
too a sliver of ash,
the tiniest breeze would
blow my moon away.

Until poetry blew me a kiss
and our love affair has
gotten stronger over the years.

Expression is the best
way to release my fears
into the heavens above
where the stars chase
them away.

Upon my poetic breath
all is an exhale imagined
by my poetic mind.

I gather my tears upon
this page, leaving you
with a smile and
a gracious bow.

Remember, You are strong
for the strongest survive
the storm.

A lone you are not,
for other stars are falling too busting, growing, and expanding with you.

We are like a drop of water
in a large pond, our ripples effect reality as we grow.

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton