i never felt so home then
in retirement
maybe because i got a friend
or felt like i wore from heaven sent
how you treated me like divine
yeah you words made me feel fine
the act of you having my back
my arms around your neck
as you help me in the bed
cheeks turn freaking red
yeah i recall it all
how i fall
out of the wheelchair
when i saw who was in my care
tend to do that of habit
little did i knew you would pick me up like a au pair
i could smell the fragrance of coffee beans
and those eyes give me visual dreams
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