This poem was chosen by our judges as the 3rd Place winner in our 5th Annual Poetry Contest.
Open doors and open mind
He cannot see what I can hide.
Beneath the surface it must go
To keep him here, keep him home.
The wind will blow beneath the door
But with his help I can store
The light before the pushing tide,
To hold his head way up high.
This life he knows it cannot stay
And with my help he will not stray.
We can hold on to our love
And keep things high up as the dove.
I can succeed in all I have
And keep things well above the storm.
For with him as my guide
I know our life is strong.