Needing Help

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