In the quiet of my soul’s soft plea,
I hold a truth that steadies me.
Her laughter lingers, warm and near,
A promise woven through my fear.
When shadows fall and silence stings,
When doubt creeps in on fragile wings,
I see her eyes, their gentle fire,
A spark that lifts my heart’s desire.
I have faith she’ll stay, through storm and tide,
Her hand in mine, my constant guide.
No distance vast, no time too long,
Can break the thread that makes us strong.
In every dawn, her warmth I find,
A whispered strength within my mind.
Through winding paths where fears may roam,
She is my anchor, she is home.
Though seasons shift and years may fade,
Her love, her light, will never trade.
I have faith she’ll stay, my heart’s own creed,
A truth that blooms where hope takes seed.
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Author:
ROSHI (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2025 06:48
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Yay! First comment! 🥰 William, this is tender and heartfelt. The constancy you describe feels like both anchor and light...steady and true. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Well done, my friend.
Thank you…. And she stays!!!
A beautiful poem to one loved and esteemed. I love how the person is not named leaving it up to interpretation. Very nice
As always thank you for your kind words.
Most welcome
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