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Anchor Lost


Our small band of three, together we stood 

Tight together, nothing could stand against.

Still with fights, family could win and would

I could speak freely without any mince. 

 

And then came upon us a mighty wind 

Tugging and pulling at our band of three 

The anchor was lost we cannot pretend

Nothing would be right for she was the key

 

The key, rock, and corner stone of my life.

Beneath my reach; now never to be found

Adrift in the endless see; So much strife

Depression set in, sadness had me bound

 

Waiting for my lost anchor to return

For a ray of light, for the tide to turn.

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