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Abby
Poems
Aug 2021
To the Edge and Back
You have done as you had promised
No two days have looked the same
I’ve never known the peace of sanity
Since the day I took your name
I can feel my nerves are fraying
And my patience wearing thin
I can feel my hair is graying
From the torment I am in
You never told me what you’d offer
Is the home I never knew
Is the deepness of a heartache
And the wholeness I’d feel too
Many lessons I’ve uncovered
Since the day we said “I do”
And I never will recover
From what binds me here to you
Neither one of us deserves it
Lord knows that we have tried
Both a burden and a blessing
But this fire I cannot hide
You will ever burn within me
When we’re lost there we are found
I will follow this horizon
I will chase you round and round
Feel the earth give way beneath me
Let the waves crash overhead
Breathe the air of sweet surrender
Hear the words we’ve left unsaid
I am yours now and forever
Please be mine hereafter true
Take this hand and run beside me
All that matters is it’s you
Don’t believe coincidences
Only broken are we free
In this life there are no constants
Will you please be that for me?
All the phrases in the world
Can’t recount just what you mean
When in the air that e’er surrounds
Resonate the silly things
When your eye catches mine
Home within your arms, I dream
That you’re mine and I am yours
And that is all that we’ll ever need
It’s beyond all the lies
When we were told that we were sinning
There is truth that I found
And it’s been there from the beginning
We could chase anything
But we know it cannot mean
More than these words cannot describe
Forevermore my everything
Recounting what it’s like to be married to the love of your life, best friend, and greatest challenger.
#marriage
#relationships
#love
#heartache
#destined
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