Shar Was There

Lots'a stuff happening, some a bit scary.... Places I seem soon destined to go, I grow a little wary But every posted fear, Every second thought I mused, Shar was there.... She rebuilt my confidence, So I'm on the road again, Sure I had a scare, But Shar was there... Other times I'd get sad,, Wanna give up, Sit stock still in a chair, Point it at the wall, Devoid of every care... Contemplating if I dare.... From such thoughts away she'd tear, Cause Shar was there... When I needed Safe Harbour, To reconstitute my thought', I'd read this one poem of hers, There was the relief I sought..