For My Jacob Poem by Jenna LeAnn

Guide me in the right direction,
Show me where to go.
Why you choose to help me through,
I'm sure to never know.
All the others stroll on by,
Their roads so neat and paved.
My path is made of gravel,
I've learned by my own ways.
Still you're always there for me,
Never straying from my side.
Holding my hand, day by day,
Shining with such sweet pride.
Separate footsteps soon become,
One in one, the same.
Those pavements all have cracked,
But our gravel still remains.