For You
I would battle the wind and rain,
and suffer torment and pain,
just to hold you once again in my arms.
I would trip, stumble, and fall
down mountain or waterfall,
just to hold you once again in my arms.
I would beg, steal or borrow,
fight adversity and sorrow,
just to hold you once again in my arms.
So if I sometimes seem sad and down,
and I'm wearing a tired frown,
just hold me once again in your arms.
poem by Orlando Belo
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