I fear for you.
and I'll be here for you.
And I'll never leave,
even when you scream at me
to go. I'll stay.
You can never drive me away.
When you have no faith I'll pray in your stead;
fight the demons in your head
for you. And win.
Because when you are weak
I will hold you tightly
and imagine a mighty sword.
And I'll shield you with my body
from the coming storms.
And keep you warm
In the fields of snow.
I'll pick you up and run with you
when you are too slow
to get away
from the beasts that plague you.
I'll hoist you up onto my back
and have away down primrose path.
Which turns to blackberry brambles.
And the straight bricks, they ramble so.
But I will keep you safe with me,
until the time will come for me to go.
And then I will still stay,
long past my worn~out welcome's death.
I'll defend you with my each dying breath.
And keep you from ever breathing your own last.
For you are a day, which I pray will never pass.

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Hope you liked. Kinda vauge, but it gives me a happy. I posted Chapters 17 & 18 of "Irony Becomes Her," which I encourage everyone to read, because I like it. It involves my first ever real fight scene. Like, without cuts or cop-outs. Really blow~by~blow. It was happy. Except not really, because it's, well, a fight scene, but you know...

I'm not totally sure anyone noticed I'd updated, 'cause I sort of did it on a Sunday afternoon, and .... Anyway. ...

...Poetry good.

~Star Mouse