My wife emailed me this today. Some might say it isn't poetry, but that's ok. It really touched me:

In you, O Lord, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame.
Rescue me and deliver me in your righteousness, turn your ear to me and save me.
Be my rock of refuge, to which I can always go; give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress. Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of evil and cruel men.

For you have been my hope, O Sovereign Lord, my confidence since my youth.
From birth I have relied on you; you brought me forth from my mother's womb.
I will ever praise you.
I have become like a portent to many, but you are my strong refuge.
My mouth is filled with your praise, declaring your splendor all day long.

Do not cast me away when I am old; do not forsake me when my strength is gone.

Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again;
from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up. You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.

--Psalm 71:1-9, 20-21