I’d pick you up,
When you’re down.
I’d leave you alone,
When you told me to.
I’d lend you my shoulder,
To darken with your tears.
My hands would gently hold you,
Calming the worst of your fears.
I’d protect you from danger,
Laying down my life
So you can walk away with your.
What I’d do for you,
Is anything you’d ask me to.
The End
Copyright August 2001 by Christopher J. Thomasson
