Connecting

Where are you when the going gets hard?
When I need you the most?
When the well is dry?
When I am lost?
When I cry?
I stop.prayer
When I cope
I feel you there,
You give me hope,
All inside my head is clear;
A problem halved, a problem shared.

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
This entry was posted in Poem and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s