Angel Named Ben

Deepest ocean like a wild, wayward child, Tantrums unleashed, no mercy on a virgin beach, The last take the director shouts 'Cut' calmness is within reach, Of her need to teach her children the lessons she has learnt in life, But to always remind them that the world is still a peach, Juicy, ripe bursting with energy and zest, Like the mighty waves on a virgin beach, To enlighten them their journey will not be a test, Her past hides in secret coves and sandy dunes, Where overhead seagulls cries are heard and her inner screams, She sings lonely ballads and lonely tunes, Her suffering was a reality of coming from a broken home, Where her heartbeats were always fast as she stood alone, Silence was her writing a poem, Emotions bleeding angrily from her pen, Then she met an Angel his name is Ben, His eyes adores her and his love admires her courage of surviving her broken past, They sail on the deepest ocean with a steadfast mast, To erase the horrors of her shocking past, Love has entered and is winning across the finishing line faithfully fast.