A Long Battle

Tears, more tears and finally the tears do stop and I can see you looking at me finally, seeing that you are no longer fighting, willing to accept that I am only the wind, the pathway is hard as it is and I give practical advice, not dreamy ones, I make do with what has been given, not the what ifs. Follow me even if it means giving up everything you ever cherished. This is life. I am simply being realistic.