Safe
When I was a toddler,
I would have night terrors;
The only person who I would let
Near me was my Daddy.
He’d hold me in his arms, and I’d feel safe
When I got older,
Seven, eight, nine years of age;
I would have nightmares.
I would go into my parents room.
I would crawl between them and feel safe.
I decided long ago,
The guy I ever cared for;
Would make me feel the
Way that I did at those times.
He’d hold me and I would feel safe.
Many have held me close,
But none have given me
That feeling that I need,
Few ever will.
Momma & Daddy can’t make me feel safe.
Finally, at the age of 20,
I met the guy that I can care about,
Who makes me feel
What I want to.
He holds me close and I feel safe.
Some people say ‘safe’
Why would you want that?
When you got bad news
Or your day just sucked?
Wouldn’t you want to feel safe?
So there you have it,
I need a sense of
Security around me.
Someone to comfort me.
He’ll hold me and I’ll feel safe.
Safe.
Safe.
Safe.
Safe.
All I want is to feel safe.
Copyright © Pamela Michelle Perry | Year Posted 2010
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