Everstead 🌿

 Everstead 🌿

The way I see You
shapes where I stand—
not shifting sand,
but steady land.

When nights grow loud
and fear feels near,
Your truth breaks through—
still bright, still clear.

No rumor shakes,
no shadow stays;
You hold my ground,
You guard my days.

So I rise at dawn,
I choose to sing—
through heat, through storm,
You are my strength… my everything.

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