Sanctuary

When we were all but seedlings and the world was still brand new,

the skies were never dark for me and that’s because of you.

The winds were never cold for me no matter where they blew.

And nor the sun too hot for me without the morning dew.

The clouds were never gray for me their colors always true.

The bees were always kind to me, the other insect’s too.

The love I found surrounding me was something that I knew

was all because you grew with me as I grew there with you.