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I need to thank you, faithful friend, For all the worry watched. For every night you’ve been at my side, For every danger that you caught. I cannot escape you, Following my path to the end. If only I could see you, If only I could talk to you, my friend. I wonder what you think of me, Watching my toils and strife. I wonder if you believe in me, If you think I live a worthwhile life. It pains me to think that you look on, Distaste at my every decision. I hate to think you deem me lost, That I’m unfocused in my mission. If you cry when I fall, The ground is soaked and wet. Does admonishment fill your face, When past lessons I forget? Do you silently scream at me, Berating with silent roar, When I choose to fall and fail again, Or when I lose my path once more? Does frustration grip you, Are you stuck with me forever? Do you hate me now, Does anger tingle in every feather? I know that I fall often, I know you save me from even more. I hope that you don’t hate me, I hope patience ushers forth. Thank you for following me, Thank you for not taking flight. I’m glad to call you a friend, Guardian angel in the night.
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 11:42 PM UTC
Guardian Angel
I need to thank you, faithful friend, For all the worry watched. For every night you’ve been at my side, For every danger that you caught. I cannot escape you, Following my path to the end. If only I could see you, If only I could talk to you, my friend. I wonder what you think of me, Watching my toils and strife. I wonder if you believe in me, If you think I live a worthwhile life. It pains me to think that you look on, Distaste at my every decision. I hate to think you deem me lost, That I’m unfocused in my mission. If you cry when I fall, The ground is soaked and wet. Does admonishment fill your face, When past lessons I forget? Do you silently scream at me, Berating with silent roar, When I choose to fall and fail again, Or when I lose my path once more? Does frustration grip you, Are you stuck with me forever? Do you hate me now, Does anger tingle in every feather? I know that I fall often, I know you save me from even more. I hope that you don’t hate me, I hope patience ushers forth. Thank you for following me, Thank you for not taking flight. I’m glad to call you a friend, Guardian angel in the night.
nathaniel-brenner
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 11:42 PM UTC
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