Now lie your head down on my shoulder
Find that needed rest
Tell me of your troubles
Get them off your chest

Rest your hands in mine, together
We’ll pass away some time
I’ll speak of Ifs and Whethers
A haven you will find

My love will drown all sorrows away
Leaving you content
With this place and with me
And the time alone we’ve spent

Know that you can always seek me
And when you do you’ll see
I am eagerly awaiting
Your haven I will be


This entry was posted in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to “Haven”

  1. Mom says:

    I think you are taking the wrong major! Did you ever think of an English major? You could do this for a living! (yes, people actually do get paid top do this!).

  2. Roger says:

    I can’t pump them out fast enough to market them. Maybe a collection someday…

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *