The Mile

I’d walk the mile for you
On foot, maybe a knee bruised,
Until the morning sun warms us with its hue
I’d come flying to you sitting on a cloud of hope
But I swear; I’d walk the mile, just for you.

From everything I am to everything I’ll ever be,
I’ve been just ‘coz of you
Through patches dark and days of glee
And whenever nothing would ‘seem to work’
In a place aloof, we’d cherish each other’s company

When you feel you’re insufficient,
I’d be your abundance;
Of the approaching storm, if I’m prescient,
I wouldn’t protect you.
I’d say a prayer, giving you all my strength.

Today I sing this poem to myself,
That I’d walk the mile for you.