Prayers and Fights

February 11, 2016

She pulls him out of hellish nightmares

He calms her fears and chases her scares

When he's hurt she'll slip between swears

And tearful prayers.

He only sees the coming dark of night.

But she basks in the early mornin' light.

Just her face is enough to keep him bright

To make him fight.

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