Six Little Letters
To me, it feels a bit like a charm:
Helping to save me from imminent harm.
Around my soul, there's now a warm glow,
Which stops my spirits from falling too low.
You can laugh at me and undermine,
But there's a part of me that's feeling just fine;
You can despair in me and think me a joke,
But now I can withstand the fun that you poke.