Nothing is constant -today's strength
is tomorrow's weakness
and the point,
forever shifting.
I have seen storms
that could drown
even you
yet, in my weakest moment
I draw strength
as a sail would
and fly,
if it were not you I'd be gone,
but I cannot just leave,
I will linger as clouds do
before they are swept
or blown away.
By Mary E. Lohan
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