In many ways, our lives are compared to leaves in the wind. The wind can be gentle, causing good travels, or they can be rough, making the journey risky. As we travel in this manner, in both good and bad, we seek to find our own way, in spite of the wind. Most of the time, we tend to do so. Sometimes though, we are surprised at how the journey has changed us.

Thoughts
An interesting poem to read.

Spelling and Grammar
I don't see any issues with spelling or grammar.

Well, this is the BIG BAD WOLF, and I howl at the moon every night.
HOWLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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