They come to me with open arms to comfort all my pain,
Without them there's no telling what I'd do, I'd probably go insane.
Always there to help me,
To wipe away the tears,
To tell me it will be O.K. and sweep away my fears.
To help me when I fall,
And get back up again,
To tell me when I'm in the wrong and which I've badly sinned.
I don't know what I'd do,
Without them in my life,
but luckily their always there,
always in plain sight.
I thank the way they help me when I'm sometimes down,
And how they always make sure I never have a frown.
I know they'll always be there each and every day,
And for that very reason I'm thankful in every way.

Penned By, Kayla Bloom

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