Not Alone

Yesterday, Mike and I celebrated three years of marriage. I love him.

I travel, I travel, this pathway called life,

The only quest I have known.

And though I must walk on the edge of a knife,

I do not travel alone.

I travel, I travel this path as a wife;

I do not travel alone.

The banshees, the worries, may wail and moan,

The specters may visit at night,

The sirens’ temptations hypnotically drone--

You’re always holding me tight.

Into your arms I have trustingly flown,

I’m always holding you tight.

I travel, I travel here, day after day

How difficult travel has grown!

Even if giants are blocking my way

I do not face them alone.

Come what troubles and trials that may;

I do not face them alone.