Jacob's Ladder Poem by Scott Murray
Jacob's Ladder
She makes me smile,
She makes me cry,
On the odd occasion she makes me sigh,
She is like a pale moon light in a darkened night,
Scaring off demons without much of a fight,
And when the sunlight banishes the world back into light,
It is with a contented smile that I rest my head in her sight,
And her fingers brush the hair from my face
And I dread the moment I shall fall from her grace.
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