Beauty, Being alive, Poetry, Uncategorized

When he still needs me

When he still needs me
Not to be his crutch, his protector
Neither craving attention nor adulation;
But a witness to his life –
a celebrant of his success,
another within his fold;
His solid ground, his secure net.

Ah, the joy lighting his face
to know he belongs, that he is loved
A vision to behold.
~ FlorenceT



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