I went across the ocean.
Miles and miles. No smiles.
I went across the seas. I just want you to see.
My hands and feet touched the sand.
I just want you to understand.
I will never face defeat.
I, got lost in the storm. Miles from the norm.
The ship in the seas tossed.
This went on day after day after day. I knew this was
the way.
I survived the ocean. I survived the commotion.
The dark night. There was no light. It was not bright.
I survived the swells. I did well. I survived
the squalls.
I did not fall.
I went across the plains. I did not go insane.
There were tornados.
We are all survivors if we can just keep the 'want to' alive and well.
Blessings,
Lesa