Robert Fulton Laird

Barely Made It

I must have barely made it
by just an inch from giving in
I don’t know how I pulled it off
but wow, look, here I am…

Staring at an angel
that doesn’t even know
that I know she barely made it too
and here we are, it’s so

She somehow sort of knew it
with that smile toward me sailing
making it so hard for me
to picture her as failing

I’ll surely get her through
what she would never tell
as she returns my reference of
what kindness is as well

From now, her pains aren’t evil
and only meant for growth
for she would never hurt herself
for, it would harm us both

It took less than a second
to wish her safe and sound
as long as in the moment
she gives love as it is found

I would only want to meet her
again, the way we did
unplanned and unexpected
as between us, hello’s slid

I’m so glad I met her
though we’ve been friends, not long
when she leaves ‘round that corner
we will both be twice as strong

For, even a tiny star at night
means as much to me
as what’s real behind her eyes
that guarantees the dreams she’ll see.