I'm writing you this poem,
whatever it might be.
I'm writing you this poem,
to comfort you in need.
Some days might seem gray,
and some mornings cold.
But all your friends will be there,
even when you're old.
We'll guard your back,
and hold up strong.
We'll keep you up,
your whole life long.
If you cry,
or shed a tear.
We'll make sure,
there's not' to fear.
I'm writing you this poem,
whatever it might be.
I'm writing you this poem,
to comfort you in need.