Trying my hand at poetry again. It’s not that great but I love the sentiment and the man who inspired it so here goes. Yes, it’s a love poem- very original, hey? It’s just that I used to write poetry in my troubled teens and writing of angst is so much easier.
My Anchor
You are my rock.
No. No, no.
My anchor.
Yes.
You are my anchor.
You keep me grounded,
You prevent me
F l o a t i n g
Out to the sea,
Eaten by sharks.
Keeping my boat
Tethered to the sea floor
Safe from waves
With your infinite patience.
You are my anchor.
Yes.
You keep me from
D r i f t i n g
Away on crazy thoughts.
You coexist with the wind
To calmly, constantly
W h i s p e r
When my brain screams; Now!
Or insists I give up on hope.
To touch my heart
You use calm, whispering patience.
You cover me with your love
With your promise; All in time.
You are the wind.
Yes.
You are my anchor.
Yes, yes, yes.
Forever and always grounded.
I love you.
The anchor on my chest I got to celebrate how my Husband keeps me grounded.
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