Watching You

In times of need, I'm never present

Yet my presence a gift, I see that you're effervescent

I hear you were out again, riding out in Weston

Experience in life teaches the better lessons

So why do I sense this new need

Because it seemed from the get go that your bonds had been freed

Your mind be the field, mine the mines, not the seed

So yes I confess that I did the dirty deed

But you grew none the less

You being a strong breed

Questions directed to your peers and they agreed

You're better for this and I watch with expectation

Although my words be but a whisper in the trees

Whether you hold strong, or break because it hurts

Wait patiently, or take advice because it works

I'll be around, with encouragement rehearsed

May my presence be a present

Yes, a gift without the curse

Author's Note

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