SAFE
by Christina Rossetti
Safe where I cannot lie yet,
Safe where I hope to lie too,
Safe from the fume and fret;
You, and you,
Whom I never forget.
Safe from the frost and snow,
Safe from the storm and the sun,
Safe where the seeds wait to grow
One by one
And to come back in blow.
Source: A Treasury of Christian Poetry (1995), 700 inspiring and beloved poems compiled by Mary Batchelor
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