There is something to be said
about the quiet strength he had.He didn't linger with empty
promises of better days.He just stood, steady in the night,
always lighting the way.She was a ship in the night
wandering, stumblingamong rapid waters
desperately looking for a signof hope in distant dreams
and there he was.Her lighthouse
guiding her home.
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Living Well With You
PoetryLiving Well With You is a collection of moments of love and pain that create a beautiful life.