SoulReserve

Stand

maybe the wind,
had other ideas
for your shape;
maybe the sun
dried up
all your leaves;
maybe there were
no birds,
no nests in your branches;
maybe
you were alone,
and without friends;

But there you stand
now,
fighting
for a chance.

© SoulReserve 2016

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