She embraces me, filling the space
Around me and within.
She flows easily out of my soul,
Creatively as I begin.
Soft and sweet she is beautifully true,
Still powerfully brave.
She rises, she falls, she tells my story,
An ebbing flowing wave.
She is my heart, my thoughts in motion,
The crescendo for my fears.
She is the gentle diminuendo,
Accompaniment of my tears.
She will dance a slow adagio,
Hold my hand, leading the way.
She knows my smile of greatest joy,
Quickening step to a vivace.
My expression and true essence,
She is soothing, close company,
For she is my comfort and
Comfort, my melody.
About the Creator
Karyn Savage
A teacher, musician and writer at heart. I love painting pictures with words. Poetry and stories in rhyme are what I love to write the most. One day I hope to see some of my works for children in print.
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