Thursday, December 18, 2008

For someone who was...

Whenever I am sad,
Whenever I am lonely,
My fatigued mind,
Thinks about her only.

Whenever I am down,
Whenever I am low,
She does something,
Which makes my face glow.

When I fear breaking down,
and desperately need a hand,
Its always been her,
Who makes me stand.

But whenever she has needed,
She has found me too,
I have always done the magic of,
Bringing out her from the blue.

Depression has never reached her,
Whenever I am around,
In my arms she feels,
Safe and sound.

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