Standing Next To Me Poem by Robert Peacock

Where ever I may roam
Or whatever I might see
I'll always be at home
When you're standing next to me

If troubles seek to find you
Bring them to me first
We'll solve them all together
From their easiest to worst

Never give your trust to me
Because I'll earn it everyday
And if I ever lose it
A fool's price I'll pay

Where ever I may roam
Or whatever I might see
I'll always be at home
When you're standing next to me