You watered me when I was wilting.
I was tilting to one side and you propped me up.
You told me not to give up.
so I didn't.
I kept hold of your hand and you shovelled
me into a lifeboat.
Somehow you managed to keep me afloat.
I will never be able to sufficiently say:
"You kept me alive and made me okay".
You're a warm weather forecast.
My present, future and (thank god for my cat) the past.
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