Needing Help Poem by Randy McClave

When she needed help, I was there
I always gave her my love and care,
There I always proudly stood
As I always did her good.
When she needed my help and support
From her side I would not ever abort,
She cried when everyone else had left
But, I stayed not leaving her in bereft.
When she needed a true friend
I was there from beginning to the end,
I always do the best that I can
Because, I truly am a good man.
When she was there all alone
When her very soul did cry and did moan,
Before she took her first sip from the pity cup
I showed up.
Now life is happily going her way
With a smile she gives out a hip hip hooray,
Now when I am depressed and down
Nowhere can she be found.

Randy L. McClave