I watched a palm tree from the time it was small. I watched it grow 'til it was very tall. I saw it hit with the storms and the wind. I saw it twist and turn and bend. But, when the wind was gone The palm stood straight. It stood tall and proud and supported its weight. The wind that had bent it and treated it so rough, was the dominant force that made it so tough! So, we as the palm tree when running a rough mile, should be able to take it and secretly smile. For through the blowing of this world's winds, We're made stronger each day, and less apt to bend! Cletus Hardiman
Reason for writing:
I've had my ups and down in life.....everyone does....without exception......But, through my adversities, I have emerged a better person, every time....Just thought I would compare life to a palm tree......E-mail me your comments.....I want to hear from you on all my articles....If I do not, I will stop putting them on, because I will think, no one appreciates it......Clete
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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