At night when I cry you are there for me
You listen and take it all in.
In the morn’ when you cry, I am there for you.
I listen and take it all in.
We each take turns patching holes in the seams,
of our cute little boat on the seas.
Our boat is messy and half-sunk most times,
but it is entirely the boat of my dreams.
This poem is touching! I loved this part:
“We each take turns patching holes in the seams,
of our cute little boat on the seas.”
And the ending is sweetly satisfying!
This is a beautiful poem!