Back Bone

May 24, 2012
By Morgan Johnson SILVER, Muskegon, Michigan
Morgan Johnson SILVER, Muskegon, Michigan
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Like the millions of stars at night, you’re bright.
You are there, day and night, you are my mold.
When wore down, ready to break, you’re my light.

Through the good and the bad, we will stay tight.
You give me strength, you are my hand to hold.
Like the millions of stars at night, you’re bright.

When I cannot see, you will be my sight.
When the water gets rough, you wouldn’t fold.
When wore down, ready to break, you’re my light.
I’m not sure how, but you control my fright.
With open arms, you’re willing to be bold.
Like the millions of stars at night, you’re bright.

You always work your magic with such might.
Hard times come, you keep me from being cold.
When wore down, ready to break, you’re my light.

You will look over me at a great height.
With all the money, you’ll never be sold.
Like the millions of stars at night, you’re bright.
When wore down, ready to break, you’re my light.



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