When I shiver with fear,
My eye will drop a tear,
I will need someone dear,
To be there to hear;
My heart sinks so low,
And my smile says ” no”,
Tough stories all in a row,
You will be the first to know;
The grief will crowd in a hurry,
My wish I would try to bury,
With every reason to worry,
In you I will find my sanctuary!
Copyright 2015 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh
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