The Cave Shelters Me
When I was little,
Escape remittal
I could hide in a cave
But the danger was grave
It was just in my head
The fear of the dread,
I didn't know
The cave was not my foe
I feared the thing that sheltered us
The thing that made us live
I should not have made a fuss
Fearing the thing that gives
I hid in a tree
And fell on my knee
I broke a bone
But hated the unknown
But now I know
The cave shelters me
Without it I'd simply die.
Copyright © A. Ryeter | Year Posted 2020
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