When I'm having
a weary, teary
messed up day,
a marred and blotted
creased up day,
the sharp corners
may cut me
through and through,
but I find comfort
in a friend
like you.
For though the
day may make me
fuss and sweat,
block the horizon
until I fret,
you have a special way
to make me forget
while you wash the day
clean of each
blemish and spot,
right down to
the smallest blot.

Thank you!