A Safe Place

Some think it strife
We call it life
Often a nightmare;
sometimes a dream
Usually dark and damp;
occasionally warm and dry
depending on where you lie
My life was a circus;
a fairground;
a rollercoaster;
a Helter Skelter
I thought it might end
but then I found Shelter

(To be recited in church in two weeks’ time)

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