By # Cyra the poet.
# Dripping pen
From the day I met you
I knew it was more than just that
I found a shoulder to lean on you,
You smiled and said hello
Held my hand and gave me comfort
From time mellow
From my frown you pulled a smile
And all my weight , you took as your own
I found a shoulder to lean quill
The dark nights finally shone with stars
The stormy evening become calm to cut
Allies off splitters
My pain became less
My days full of light
I found a shoulder to lean on a mess
All my secrets became Your Own
in my dream book ,I write
All your burdens became my own,
I found a shoulder to lean on.