Peter’s Poem


I stared upon the blackened deep

But a light was shining onto me

For straight ahead there stood my friend

Hands outstretched, inviting in

I took a step, a leap of faith

Towards my friend out on the lake

Though storms were shrouding me in fear

 The task ahead was very clear

I felt the water lick my toes

And on the tempest fear arose

T’was then that I began to sink

No time to scream, less time to think

But before the waters swallowed me

My dearest friend had set me free

Next thing I knew, I was ashore

Forever changed, forevermore

That friend who fought away my fears

Had saved my life and future years

Now hangs he on a gnarled tree

my dearest friend who died for me…


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