You Help Me Deal With The Hand I'M Dealt Poem by LaTisha Parkinson

You Help Me Deal With The Hand I'M Dealt



When I feel defeated,
You remind me of all I concurred.
When my eyes glisten with tears,
You wipe them away before they fall.
When I cannot speak,
You are my voice.
When I'm cowering in fear,
You help me look it in the eye.
When I lose control,
You slam down on the brakes.
When I feel like I'm drowning,
You are my life support

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