Anchors in the storm
Through trials fierce and tempests high,
When hope seemed dim, they stood nearby.
A constant light, a steady flame,
True friends who stayed through joy and pain.
In laughter’s echo, in sorrow’s cry,
They held my hand, they stayed nearby.
No promise made,...
When hope seemed dim, they stood nearby.
A constant light, a steady flame,
True friends who stayed through joy and pain.
In laughter’s echo, in sorrow’s cry,
They held my hand, they stayed nearby.
No promise made,...