Looks like I didn’t queue up enough poetry… Not sure why I have enough for several months.
Never Alone
A handful of hope.
A cup full of grace.
A heart with a smile.
A warrior’s face.
A sword that is strong.
A shield that is true.
A heart that is bold,
Arms open to you.
An ear that will hear.
Eyes that will see.
A mind that will listen,
Even to me.
The ache of the ages,
With prices so dear,
All just to say,
“Look up, I am here.”
“Never Alone” and “A Few Poetical Thoughts” copyright Heather Strickler 2022. All rights reserved.