Anchors

Anchors "A boat is just a boat without an anchor" In the cove, several boats are gathered Sheltered from the harshness of the sea Tempted by it's call to go and join it It coaxes them “come out and play with me” They sway from side to side as if to answer Wanting to take flight upon the tide Knowing not the dangers that awaits them On decisions made in haste their futures ride For this reason each boat has an anchor Making sure in safety they remain Kept from floating off with no direction Held securely by the anchor chain As a child, I too faced temptations Unaware of dangers not foreseen Wanting to make all my own decisions Ignorant of what my acts could mean I was drifting, I had no direction Assuming I would always be OK Dancing to the sound of my own music Consequences falling where they may But like those boats I too had an anchor A mother that I never can repay For all the times that she reached out and held me Assuring that I would not go astray She taught me that decisions are like roses Scents and petals lovely to possess But if not handled with discretion Thorns will be the bane of your caress Life has taken me to distant harbors But from my course I never will depart I can navigate the troubled waters I always have my anchor in my heart Written for A Rambling Poets "Mother" contest Bob Quigley Aug 27, 2011