Light In The Storm
I wouldn't listen as you called my name,
Nor did I take the hands reaching out.
My own worries and fears held me back,
From accepting what you offered to me.
Placing my feelings above your own,
Patiently waiting for the moment to come.
You stood strong, A beacon of light,
Til the dark clouds past in my private storm.
Randall Beers
© March 17th, 2000
