I write alone, in the middle of the night,
looking for clarity, peace, perchance to dream.
During the night, a magical thing happens...
your love keeps me anchored to the shore.
When I'm afraid to see the sun rise
and know I have to try again,
you put your arms around me
and cheer me on from the sidelines.
You take my hand and whisper,
"Remember, we all stumble,
every one of us,
that's why it's a comfort
to go hand-in-hand."
- Emily Kimbrough
I am amazed by your love,
when I am lost in the darkness.
Thank you for coming back for me
and leading me home again.