Still Waters Run Deep

I came to you on a winter’s day,

my cheeks were cold, the sky was gray.

Standing by the water’s edge,

frozen tears, I made a pledge.

To not go home, and say goodbye,

to let the depths pull me inside.

I came to see you again in spring,

and found you hadn’t changed a thing.

The water still, the air serene,

a quiet place where I’d been seen.

You held my sorrow and kept it safe.

In your embrace, I found my place.

Now I stand with peace in mind,

leaving the past but not behind.