Helper
6 November, 2002
Author: Barbara Goodhew
Thanks for trying to mend.
I see you every day now.
You are more like my friend.
Having my best interests at heart.
When I feel stupid you say I'm smart.
When I worry about things, that I think are tall.
You tell me they will work out, and they are small.
It's like you are daughter.
Your caring and understanding is what I need.
We have had crying sessions, and we had laughter.
I know I don't say how much I appreciate your help.
To me you have been my guardian angel.
------- Author's Notes -------
Just want to say thanks Darlene for your HELP. |
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