The Fortress

She wandered the forest trail, searching to find,
Wood branches, boulders, exactly the kind.
The one piece to fit what she had in mind,
The structure was strong, with mortice did bind.

Years of placing each stone within its wall,
Planning with care, never these stones to fall.
With mortice and wood, each piece be to all,
Boards carried the weight, the burden was tall.

To shores she did travel, ends of the earth,
In search of those bigger, a stronger worth,
Carry the load, held...  to measure the girth,
Placed the last boulder, filling her with mirth.

Her fortress was strong, now safe she would be,
Hidden from the world, where no one could see.
Safe beyond her walls, a solace  for she,
No harm penetrates, held away from thee.

Close to her fortress, always did she stay,
Alone in her world, the pain could not play.
Yet loneliness engulfed her all of the day,
And down on her knees fell her soul to pray.

Then as she began to wander from here,
Searching the world, something to hold dear.
Her being still frail, her heart filled with fear,
Into the fortress, you dared to come near.

You took her hand, led her away from there,
A whole new world, beautiful, you did share.
These walls her fortress be, down you would tear,
For in her heart, you shared love and then care.

To shores she does travel, ends of the earth,
In search of those better, a stronger worth,
Carry the load, held... allow her rebirth,
Replaced solitude, filling up her dearth.

With her you share because you are her friend,
The fortress is gone, love her way did send.
She wanders the forest trails, around the bend,
This tale does she tell, and now it is penned.

I am linking this poem to Jingle Poetry - Poetry Potluck Monday.  This weeks topic was Buildings, Landmarks and Monuments.


PS... I am going to also link this poem with One Shot Wednesday.  Hope everyone enjoys.