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Watching over you
I wake up, I feel something.
It feels like something is there.
I search but find nothing.
All day I feel like something is there besides me.
Sometimes I feel it pick me up.
When I look I see nothing.
When I sleep I feel arms hold me.
Am I safe?
Atlas I see it, but can it be?
I ask, why are you with me?
It replies, before I was to look out for you, now I'm to look over you.
I reply, I miss you so much.
It replies, don't worry, I'm always with you. In your heart.
I reply, why did it have to be like this?
Why did you have to go?
I want you back!
I need you back!
It replies, it's the way of life.
Soon you will understand everything.
I haven't gone anywhere I've always been here
Now lay your head to sleep.
It whispers, I love you.
I whisper back, I love you too gramps.
In loving memory of Pete Staadt
