In every skip, hop,Trip,
You are there
When I cry, try, fly,
You are there
When I win, lose, bruise,
You are there
When I’m brave, scathe, crave,
You are there
When I hide inside,
You are there
When I sail, sink, float,
You are there
When I feel lost,
You find me
I say “Why?”
You remind me
And You never stop ...
You keep on going,
Holding me, forever showing.
My heart you keep,
Always knowing,
I love you too,
Keeps on growing.
I really put you to the test,
And I’m loved by the very best
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