For a Pal

Standing there on the brink,

feeling the ground below you sink,

debating on whether to flee or stay,

and as you think you can hear voices say,

“hey man, we’re here for you,

so you think again on what you want to do,

no matter the time or the place,

count on us to help you face,

all those tough things,

like fears and dings,

and chase away insecurities,

like smoke does to bees.”,

You may reconsider,

or you may say i dither,

but when it comes down to the wire,

we would follow you to the Shire,

and if you chose to go to Mordor,

we would come along and remember to lock your door.