In the little spaces of time when I forget you
You’re still there, watching over, like you are
When I am alone and need comfort you are there
As your remembered arms around me
Hover, like a soft wisp spirit,
Lifting me unaware if only slightly off the ground
I’ve fallen to again, touching gently my bruised knees
And telling me it will all be okay, at least, for now.
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