This Tightrope Called Life

Come, my dear, take my hand; have no fear as we walk this tightrope called life together. In days of sunshine or in cold stormy weather... It does not matter. I solemnly promise to be near, always; there's no need to ever wonder whether. In strong winds, we might fidget but never fall off our lofty height. We'll get to the other end! With sheer faith, we'll make it past any squall, and on each other, we'll always depend We're in life's journey for the long haul, regardless of what the future may portend Submitted for... Strand Choice B,Any Form,Any Theme Poetry Contest (Winner: 3rd Place) Sponsored by: Brian Strand 03/10/2020 Rhyme Time 8 Poetry Contest Theme Chosen: 2.) Come here, my dear, and have no fear Date: 02/19/2020