Sunday 4 February 2018

Anchor.

I was hit tonight,
With how much we mean to each other.
The terror of ever leaving you,
Of not being there to be your mother.
We have a bond that’s precious.
I could not bare that we could part.
I must turn my mind from such dark thoughts,
That are a knife into this heart.
I must focus on the joy of it.
That I can light your face.
I am also the anchor you cling to,
To hold you to a steady pace.
That you glow as you say you love me,
And then again as I reply.
You are the very world to me.
You are the reason why.  


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