Take Me Home (Original Poems)

You Carried Me - Poem 57

It was strange

With you

Time didn't drag on like before.

Now, it flew by.

And I reached to catch it again.

But I slipped

And missed.

But I wasn't left on the ground very long.

For you came back and pulled me to my feet.

Though my legs were wobbly,

So you carried me.

I never realized how much it meant until now.