you have music
and I have words
you are the sky
and I am the earth
a moon
a tree
and all that’s in between
that’s us
a picture on an easel
a song heard outside a window
trust me
I won’t let you fall
I’ll hold you up
my arms are strong
a heart of wood
a thinning crown
this seasoned girl
will hold her ground
I really liked this poem, nice post!