My ConstantA Poem by Neva Flores Smith - ChangefulstormThis is an ancient truth held by the hand of time and cannot be concealedYou are My Constant, touching my skies and surrounding me with the pleasure of your existence. This is an ancient truth held by the hand of time and cannot be concealed or brought down, futile is resistance.
I will never exhibit thorns in between my words or to your feelings when walking alone on the shores of my sea. You are My Constant, sailing always in the back of my mind, a ship flying your colors to the port of me.
You are My Constant. The one I can never forget. Without words you have spoken to my heart all these years. You are my sun, the light of all my hope. My Constant, the one I hold inside my heart, most dear. © 2013 Neva Flores Smith - ChangefulstormAuthor's Note
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