He watches over me
Looks after me
He is my shield and charm
Brings me luck, and keeps harm away
He is of my kind
I'm of his blood
It runs strong through my veins
Burning and keeping me warm
Even the saddest thought of him
Brings me up, fills me with hope
Hope of a brighter tomorrow
Hope of love reigning supreme
Now I walk his path
The path I only glimpsed
When he showed it to me
When he himself walked
It twists and twirls
Full of struggles and hardship
It is, and power it brings
Hardening me for the troubles of life
I thank him
For what he showed me
Although I couldn't grasp
Comprehend it's full extension
But the joy it brings
Not a moment I want to be
Without his touch, his guidance
That glimpse between the trees.
Care for your next
Like a guardian
Like mine care for me
With love and foresight
Care for yours
As if it were the last
Good deed of man
The last tribute to the guardian
Guardian that keeps you warm, brings you luck
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