Steemit Poetry Contest #8 light in my darkest hour

Going to a journey

thinking of my past

mistake and fear hold me down

you stood by me

autumn and winter went by and snow fell down gently

the wind, and breeze blew softly how I wish I could fly along with it

the Storm range on and I took my stand

with laughter I thought and a beautiful smile on my chick

trying to erase my past and conceal my fear

and there you are from afar watching me

now I know what you meant

am there with you unknowingly