My Bw Poem by chris schwartz

I am glad
I got to hold your hand
Embrace your skin
If just,
For a little while.
The sun sets quicker
For those of us
Who see more.
The cards that were dealt
Weren't mine to choose,
Though, I was always
Always looking,
For the King of hearts.
And I found you.
Life is a gamble.
We take our risks,
Most certainly,
With the warning,
That hardships
Will take their toll
Upon those,
Who search for
Ever after.
I believe,
That, in this chapter,
I will teach you.
And you will reach for me.
My hand,
Rested,
Will clasp yours
In the end,
And bring you
Calmly,
Into all that you fear.
I am not afraid to die
I know that it is coming,
But you still are
So I will hold your hand
And reach for you.
You will never be afraid
To follow.