Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Standing With Me

Life has a way to bring us down,
from sorrow we should be alert.
Stand with those we truly love,
mending mind, through their comfort.

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So I am happy when I see,
someone with whom you do connect.
He brings you joy and loves you so,
from dangers all, he will protect.

He stands with you by your side,
'cause says his life you did improve.
I'm touched inside by this display
a fondness ne'er could be removed.

It must be why you fight so hard,
when someone doubts his quality.
You will not stand for foolishness,
and take it as hostility.

* * * * *

Again I think about myself,
why must it never be allowed?
To have someone who stands with me
and say that they are very proud?


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