There are times,

when I feel less than I am,

the lows come fast,

the highs run behind.

It’s then that you touch,

you say, you wink,

you post sweet things

so our friends will think

that you are blessed,

that you did well.

But in truth I,

not you, married up

grabbed the ring,

caught the thing

that curves my smile,

for another mile.

For in our lives

you join the climbs

and interlock my digits

when there are times.



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