The storm has taken my ship captive.
The mast long broken,
Lifeboats all spent.
I thank the rope that has me still tied to the ship,
Never to let the rain wash me away
The youthful tree, freshly planted,
Not fully taken root,
And in need of nutrients
Thank the stake that it is bound to;
That gives it firm support,
And to lead it in the right direction.
I thank those who give me hope.
When dark times come, you are there to rescue me.
Though I may dwell there, you are my rock to lean on.
May I delight in our friendship all the more!
And be there for you in equal time of need.