The winds of time after so long,
have finally blown in my favor.
After so long, lost and adrift, to
your shore I find comfort.
White sand beaches, the water
lapping, placid and warm.
Tossed and floundering the
currents have placed me away
from the storm’s harm.
In your arms, the dream made real,
the sun brings new disposition.
As opposed to an aching soul, all’s a
Your words so lovely, your beauty
way beyond a face.
You’ve taken my hand and showed
me love; my sadness erased.
Guiding winds oh so favorable, you
must be a Godsend.
Guiding winds, I thank you heaven
for this lover and a friend.
Copyright © Bruno Simmons