I sat alabaster and resilient,
my shoulders hastily proud,
the cool setting,
left only my determination.
I weathered bouts of hopelessness,
and rooms full of indifferent people,
I braved,
a glow all my own.
Oh how resilient I was!
and circumstance considered,
things could have been
much worse.
I was strong,
and my curves silently boasting,
I was resilient!
Resilient
as the surface of any urn. |
Submission Name: I Braved Something Miscommunicated
