My Right Hand Daryl
You knew me before I knew you…
It’s just us two against the world… My night, my day,
My savior every time I prayed. You never ever let me down…
You’re always on Queue… My sight
My light,
A pure reflection of my strength, my humor, my life and
Lastly, my dream comes true.
For miracles happen every day but you’ve been my support,
My lifeline, my escort and my historical resort… For God blessed me with two right hands….my hero and my spirit known by your kings’ crown of Daryl.
You’re my down to earth brotha; a spirit of joy and laughter,
The one who keeps me smiling till the morning after; for reasons of the unknown…
So I ask you the when’s, what’s, why’s and how’s… then you look at me with a half of a smile and shrug your shoulders and say… “I don’t know?” (With a mixed look of…) go with the flow because you don’t need me for you already know…for show!
Eventually signs and figures will pop from a distance to give you
An answer; of different mixtures and fixtures that comes together in one solid picture.
All awhile your prankster knew the answers to your every question…However, at times so did you…you just didn’t want to face another rejection. So here is the two of you…your night and your day…
A spirit of ancient Egypt and your own private pharaoh…
Your other right hand; for you are blessed with a
“Lord of the two lands and high priest of every temple”… for God named this leader “DARYL”.
Copyright © Tiffany Saxon | Year Posted 2017
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