There are times,
when I feel less than I am,
the lows come fast,
the highs run behind.
It's then that you touch,
you say, you wink,
you post sweet things
so our friends will think
that you are blessed,
that you did well.
But in truth I,
not you, married up
grabbed the ring,
caught the thing
that curves my smile,
for another mile.
For in our lives
you join the climbs
and interlock my digits
when there are times.
