Poem of love written for Winter Soiree

Come What May

by Joy E. Dickreson, February, 2014

When you are scared, I will hold your hand

And stand beside you come what may

I’ll blaze the trail

I’m by your side

I’m right behind

When you are glad, I will dance with you

And prance with you come what may

I’ll whirl and spin

I’m in your arms

I lead, then you

When you are sad, I will cry with you

And offer my shoulder come what may

I’ll hold the pain

I’m holding you

I dry your tears

When you face injustice, I will fight with you

And right the wrong with you come what may

I’ll speak the truth

I’m angry too

I slay the beast with you

When you celebrate, I will laugh with you

And craft the victory speech with you come what may

I’ll toast the win

I’m cheering you

I sing your song

When the gray hair comes, I will remember with you

And face the unknown with you come what may

I’ll share the past

I’m treasuring you

I mourn you

I’m by your side

I lead, then you

I dry your tears

I mourn you

I good-bye you

Come what may