The Meaning of Rescue

– Author Unknown

Now that I’m home, bathed, settled and fed.
All nicely tucked in my warm new bed,

I’d like to open my baggage, lest I forget,
There is so much to carry – So much to regret

Hmmm… Yes, there it is, right on the top,
Let’s unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss,
And there by my perch hides Fear and Shame.

As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave –
I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain.

I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
But I wasn’t good enough – for they didn’t want me.

Will you add to my baggage?  Will you help me unpack?
Or will you just look at my things – And take me right back?

Do you have the time to help me unpack?
To put away my baggage, to never repack?

I pray that you do – I’m so tired you see,
But I do come with baggage – Will you still want me?

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One Response to The Meaning of Rescue

  1. Wandafay says:

    That beautiful Sloop! Thank you!

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