No matter how many times you fall
I will pick you up.
I’ll pick you up if you slip on a stone,
or if the ground turns to grease
beneath your feet.
I’ll pick you up
If you trip over your own laces,
or even if you throw yourself down,
kicking and screaming on the ground.
I’ll pick you up again.
It doesn’t matter if it hurts my back,
of if you feel a bit heavy today.
It doesn’t make a difference
if you stumble in a mess
of your own making.
No matter how many times you fall
I will pick you up.
Just like you do for me.
Joshua Seigal
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