#write a sonnet

I can’t do more than hold you through it all

And wipe your tears before we have a flood,

And wish that it was me that took your fall.

For when you bleed it feels like I do too

And when you hurt my soul commiserates.

All peace and joy I want to gift to you,

Exchange for every pain and heavy weight.

But maybe life’s not meant to be all grand

And maybe lows are there to help us grow

I’ll still be there to lend a helping hand,

To lift you up when you’ve been dealt a blow.

A steadfast love is ache but also flight,