Where are you when the going gets hard
When I need you the most
When the well is dry
When I am lost
When I cry
I stop
When I cope
I feel you there
You give me hope
All inside my head is clear
A problem halved, a problem shared

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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