On Her Wings. Poem by Tim Kitchen

Not so long ago, the journey of life
became hard and difficult.
a troubled mind made the waters
seem too deep and stormy.
a weakened spirit made the hills
feel steep and hard to climb.
a weary heart made the paths
seem long and endless.
And the land of hope, joy and peace
became distant and impossible to reach.

Then, that special person in my life
took control of my journey,
with her kindness, her patience and her love.
And like an Angel, on her wings
she guided me through the waters
which gradually became shallow and calm
on her wings she carried me up through the hills
and they became easier to climb
on her wings she took me along the paths
and they were long and endless no more.
And now the land of hope, joy and peace,
though still some distance away,
seems to be within reach again.