Published in Art With Words

Thank You, Love
Dan Johnson
© 2006

Seems like we get caught in the daily grind of
Push and shove,

With lots to do, places to go.
Deadlines to make, will it never end?
Then like a nor’easter storm blowing through my head,
It bites with a stinging dread,
Then you appear,
You calm the storm,
Make me warm,
Ease the pain,
Give me your hand,
It’s true , I’m the fool,
You judge me not,
And take me as I am,
When the storm fades away,
I’m happy to say,
It reminds me and refreshes me,
It clears the cobs, clearly I say, humbly,
Thank you, love