in this war we call life love is our sheild and with it we weild the power to be happy for but a hour
if more than a mere hour than love shal protect you while others cower under the rocks and chairs without it you feel lost and nobody cares like a wave crashing against the bay without a voice you cannot say im greatful that i have this sheild to help me when im withered and i have no idea where darkness slithered without it im lost like the grace of light and to my love i plea a goodnight
for without her i could not fight without her im lost and with no sight but with her im from lost to found to think otherwise would be profound
so that was my first poem like if u want more and leave a comment if u feel like it anyway imma sleep soon NIGHT
