Stronger Poem by Della Perry

Angrily, that life grew
into a lion with toothache,
Growling and grumbling,
Snarling, old snarlio,
I don't know
Let me go!

Icily, that life froze
into a covered lake
That slowly cracked and
creaking and snapping
Sucked me gasping into it's
suffocating depths.

Surprisingly, that life allowed me
to squeeze through the dark, damp, tight tunnel of pain,
To reach the end, the never-ending end,
But I did, I survived it all, only just mind you,
I am the survivor,
That life...
I am stronger for it.