Rough Times
Through the rough times
When my ship buckles
In a troubled sea,
Or my feet stumble
Across the desert sand,
When my mind floats free
Of solid land,
You come forth
To comfort me.
I hold the peace
Of loving you
When all else
Fails to reach.
The world in chaos
Cannot intrude
On lessons
Love does teach.
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