Where I Am

Caught in the middle of something

I couldn’t even begin to describe

In the words I use every day.

Where I am

Is standing on top of a mountain

I didn’t have to climb alone.

Standing outside of a fire

That’s raged all my life.

Held safely in arms that protect me

That I never have to doubt.

 

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