A Peaceful Harbor

I have rode the high seas,
Through many violent storms.

Tidal waves crashing around
me,
Churning against my vessel.

The more I learn, the better
equipted I am,
To handle the storms of life.

My ship is resting in a peace-
ful harbor,
Returning to sea no more.

My peaceful harbor is you.

poem by Heather Burns
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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