When I cannot see the words,
And the ink drips off the page,
When I cannot stand anymore,
And I fall off the stage,
I will be holding you,
A good reason I'm alive,
You are my only ocean,
I'm so glad I took the dive.
When things just aren't the same,
And I can barely speak,
I'll still give you all I am,
No matter how I'm weak.
Because what is Love,
If only for the strong?
And when I can barely move,
I will still be holding on.

This was inspired by a sweet elderly couple that I saw once and I thought it deserved a poem!