Wednesday, 22 November 2017

Life's work

He looked a little distant,
so she quietly asked the time,
a bond of steel,
a love he could feel,
holding him firm and carrying him high,
following him here,
taking him there,
with tranquil industry,
her elegant quirk,
kept him dedicated to life's work,
fiercely protective,
with an army might,
she gripped him firm,
and held him tight,
her one quiet question,
is he alright,

Fierce







  

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