There were times I didn’t know where to turn
Drowning,
In a sea of others’ wants and needs,
Trying to fit it in,
Desperate to hide the ugly truth.
The world was a foreign place,
I didn’t feel right,
A square peg in a series of round holes.
I was destined to remain alone.
Until I saw your eyes,
Deep and blue,
The wisdom of the ages,
Of a thousand lives lived,
Simmering,
Just below the surface,
Masked ever so softly,
By the excited twinkle of a naughty child.
You took my hand and held me close,
No price,
No reservation,
And in your soft, loving arms,
I found salvation.
Safe and warm,
I felt protected,
You held me tight,
But let me soar,
As far and high as I wanted,
Always waiting to welcome me back,
Into those eyes,
Into those arms,
Into my home.
About the Creator
Misty Rae
Retired legal eagle, nature love, wife, mother of boys and cats, chef, and trying to learn to play the guitar. I play with paint and words. Living my "middle years" like a teenager and loving every second of it!
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Beautifully written♡♡♡
Wonderful poem entry! Re-read. Previously hearted💖💕