He Pulls Me From Harm
He stands by my side
A man of ancient times
A chief from the nations
Of many years ago
He is stealth, he is strong
He protects me from the world
He guides my lost spirit
To the neither world
Many battles he has fought
To protect my burning light
And always he stops me
From falling in the dark abyss
Many times I’ve seen
The dark gaping hole
That opens up to darkness
That eats away at our souls
Gently he grabs me
As I am just about to fall
And then quietly but softly
He pulls me from harm
We are not alone
As we travois through this world
We are guided and protected
By angels from above
poem by Kaila George
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