Free Write.
Good Moods or Good Men
An old man walks through a lush cluster of trees
And wonders how it flourishes with such mystical ease
At once a faint whisper he hears from breeze
If you wait just a moment, we can answer your pleas
The storm just yesterday was not easy to take
The wind did howl and some branches did brake,
The rain fell hard and flooded our grounds,
But what would you do to turn trials around
We captured that water to strengthen our health
The branches we used and turned waste into wealth
Yes, we could be angry as most men we see are,
But we choose to welcome the life-giving scars
All men go through storms in a similar way,
But what makes good men good is what they do with that day
It easy for bad men to look good in the sun
But it’s the storms that define who’s lost and who’s won.
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