My Sailor
I wonder if my life would be easier
if I did not love so hard
and deeply,
but is it better to be a pond
rather than the ocean?
My depths,
strength,
and swells of love
may be intimidating,
or too much to some,
but the power of the ocean
does not stop the brave
from sailing across –
maybe I simply haven’t found
my sailor
-POE(MS)
Lovely poem. It always takes a strong sailor but don’t forget, it also takes the ship….
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