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Armor can withstand the deadliest swarm

While blanket can keep the injured souls warm

You are superior to both.

For armor can’t caress the cub in distress

And blanket can’t protect

For all of us that you call you own,

You have done so much.

When we screw up and lost in our world,

You pull us out with a tender touch.

I enjoyed our every exchange,

Leaves me asking for more.

Things I’ve done to make us estranged,

It hurts me to my core.

I return as the summer ends,

I’m determined to make amends.

It will happen for sure.

As days go by and nights turn late, I procrastinate

Until that day.

I truly adored the stories told

In the conversations we will have.

But fate had thought of plans so cold,

That I no longer have the chance.

You should have seen, in the afternoon,

When we all learned the truth.

Not a single dry eye across the yard,

we face the shocking sooth.

Questions were asked but none was solved, saw the light escape many eyes,

All that’s left was grief.

For the big and small, for the fragile and strong, for the friends and foes,

We come together in disbelief,

No boundary as we embrace, as we try to comprehend.

To comprehend, to understand, to…

Impossible, minds were filled with thoughts,

Tangled in a thousand knots.

Nothing but chaos.

When the fog thinned out, there is no doubt,

We remembered what you said.

Ginger ale to replace the beer,

Keep a leveled head.

Together we cheer,

With the ginger ale, to you and all you’ve done

Till this day, I cannot say,

I have truly face reality.

For in my mind, you went away

In a vacation blissed and free.

I will wait, till that date,

When I have the chance.

But till then, we celebrate,

With bottles of ginger ale.