My Titanium
Not all the time am I as strong as I should be
Especially to those who look down on me
Some of my days I stand and unfearing speak
Yet others are dark and unendingly bleak.
You ask why I'm down, why I can't seem to
Get up and run the race as quickly as you
Then you bend down and give me your hand
And then smiled at me whilst helping me stand.
Not always can I rely on my innate ability
But now you're here, waiting for me willingly!
Though not light as helium, not potent as hydrargum,
I will always be grateful to you for being my titanium.
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Fm Rt | Year Posted 2017
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