happy is more than a feeling
when it is a person, it is never fleeting
she is a moment that makes your day
and all those worries will go away.
she is the light at the end of the harbor
as a lighthouse, she holds herself with honor
even when the waves remain untamed
she will always be the same.
time will go by
and the lighthouse may sigh
but a boy now breathes in the salty breeze
as he watches her work with ease.
what a sight she is at the end of the day
shining bright lights to keep the darkness at bay
he wonders how lucky is he to see
through the riptides of these stormy seas
she will always be here for me
bringing me home to sanctuary.
- Author: wordbyrdwriting ( Offline)
- Published: September 25th, 2024 00:13
- Category: Unclassified
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