He's the prompt clock that rings my ears so I would wake up and not miss my obligation;
He's the safety pin that pricks my side so I would be back to my senses and not succumb to temptations.
He's the gentle breeze that touches my skin to keep me cool and drive my moodiness away;
He's thelight shade that protects me from the burning heat of the sun as I commute everyday.
He's the soft music that entertains me when the day becomes awfully boring;
He's the sweet scent that fills the air when pollution begins to be suffocating.
He's the comforting couch that catches me when I feel so weary and tired,
He's the melodious lullaby that puts me to sleep when worries preoccupy my mind at night.
He's the humble hero who unceasingly defends me and keeps me safe from harm;
He's the tireless counselor who constantly lifts my spirit and inspires me to move on.
He's no other than my faithful guardian angel,a special gift from the Lord,
The most precious gem I wouldn't dare trade for the riches in the world.
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