Watching you by the water’s edge
As you looked for answers
And pondered your reflection
Will I always consider
Life this way?
What will I look like
When I grow old?
Little fish
Swam away
At your Approach
And a touch of sadness
Nicked at your heart
How I wished
I could be that
Strong bough
Over your head
Over your life
To stop the pains
To shield and defend
At every turn
To obliterate
Any who do not
Respect your gentleness
Not to be
Not to be
If you are to become
A bough of strength
For others
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