Let me look after you
Even though you find it hard
After all these years,
Of looking after me
Let me look after you
Even though it hurts me
To see you so broken down
When you were always so strong
Let me look after you
Even if it’s just cooling you down,
Holding your hand through the pain,
Shutting your eyes after it is all done
I hate to see you in so much pain
You are my life and soul
My reason for existing
So please, let me look after you
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A broken boy's journey in becoming whole through the relentless pursuit and exploration of senseless-nis-nis-nis, as evident in the styling design and fashioning of character dress.
photography by Sága
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Celebrating Spirit, the energy of Life, through words and photographs
A poem a day for a year, from my head to here
art design & oddities
Places I pass, moments I save. All photos I post are my own. All rights reserved.
We all have a song within us, and the weaving of all these songs create our world. As I sing my song, living fully and passionately, I see your song. And my own reflected back.
Thoughts on College Life, Social Life, and Life in General
evarel replied:
It is so beautiful, I can see my father saying that to my mother, after be looking after all of us she need us now… Thank you so much for share this poem with us
January 21, 2013 at 12:59 pm. Permalink.
edjofrank replied:
Is not this all of us wish the most of our life – somebody looking after you
January 22, 2013 at 9:20 am. Permalink.