I Want To Write Poetry From The Soul
She came to me out of a fog one day
Battered , lost and full of hunger
And I gave her a safe harbour
I held at bay the winter's storms
Secure against my gentle shore
With all I had I filled her hold
Every goodness this land could unfold
She sailed away over the horizon
and left a barren land behind
She'll only pass this way once
as the lost so often will
She left behind this rocky coast
so rocky then , so rocky still
By:
Alterede
Age:
51-55
,
Male
