Every ship needs a port
where it can shelter
from any storm.
I my love have your loving arms,
which within I can shelter
and keep warm.
Aircraft have a hanger
when things get rough
to shelter in.
My love I have you
and our loving home
to shelter within.
Everything needs a shelter
a place to call their own
a place to go to at night.
I have you my love you
and your open arms to shelter me
and keep me warm at night.
29 March 2009
David Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shelter-5/
