In The Middle Of The Night Poem by Wakefield Mahon

In the middle of the night,
When your dreams are a fright
Reach out your hand
I'll be your man

In the middle of pain
When there's only the rain
You need an umbrella
I'll be your fellow

In the midst of alone
When you feel far from home
Just call me again
I'll be your friend

In the midst of your need
When your soul wants to feed
On the warmth of another
I'll be your lover

In the midst of it all
I'll be there