In the end, when the rough winds slow and clouds slide away,
Warmth returns and I can get strong again and again and again.
Today I learned I am iterative.
So don’t worry girl, ’cause I’m coming back around–
not once, not twice
but always.
In the end, when the rough winds slow and clouds slide away,
Warmth returns and I can get strong again and again and again.
Today I learned I am iterative.
So don’t worry girl, ’cause I’m coming back around–
not once, not twice
but always.
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
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