Your friends talk of trauma
Of tough lifetimes
Of undue cruelty and harsh associations
They talk with love
Of how you deserve
For your care to be rewarded
That our time is here
Then no wonder
In our saddlebag a mirror
For our connections
To be so fair reflected
Past troubles
Softened with hugs
And embraces
In quiet places
Which we have found together
Where fear, the muteness of dejection
Was silently reinfected
Even without one word of reply
That was psychological warfare
For which we are all unprepared
Here our love is clear
No wonder
In our hands a cradle
For our cares
To safely be swayed away
Past doubts
Smashed with our endless action
With our energetic research
Splashed by our boundless fun
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