As anxiety

holds you in it’s tight grip

I want to hold you tight

give comfort

everything will be alright

As life seems troubled

you always have my ear

always will

year by year

As storms gather

I will always provide a home

to warm and dry yourself

you never

have to roam

My Poetry

Simple Pilgrim View All →

Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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