When
you
–
–
have
fallen
.
t
o
.
the
floor,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
then
you
.
f
a
l
l
.
some
more . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
When
you
–
–
have
lost
.
i
t
.
all,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
are
crushed
–
–
against
.
t
h
e
.
wall . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
When
everything
–
–
once
firm
–
–
begins
.
t
o
.
blur,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
you
feel
.
n
o
.
longer
sure . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
When
you
–
–
want
.
s
o
.
much
.
t
o
.
die,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
just
need
.
a
.
hopeful
sign . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
you
can
–
–
look
right
.
a
n
d
.
slightly
behind . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
there
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
always
find,
.
t
h
e
.
outline
.
o
f
.
a
face
–
–
you
recognize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ you
will
–
–
always
find
–
–
a
face
–
–
you
recognize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
ready
.
t
o
.
heave,
.
a
n
d
.
lift,
.
a
n
d
.
pull
.
t
h
e
.
line . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
shine
.
a
.
smiling,
–
–
warming,
–
–
guiding
light . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
time,
–
–
after
time,
–
–
after
time,
–
–
after
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
through
all
.
o
f
.
the
dust
.
a
n
d
.
dirt . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
through
all
.
o
f
.
the
twists
.
a
n
d
.
turns . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
through
all
.
o
f
.
the
harms
.
a
n
d
.
hurts . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
even
those
–
–
that
still
–
–
haunt
.
a
n
d
.
burn . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ even
those
–
–
that
still
–
–
haunt
.
a
n
d
.
burn . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
You
can
climb . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
You
can
dive . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
you
can
–
–
roll
.
a
n
d
.
whip
–
–
f
r
o
m
–
–
side
.
t
o
.
side . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
b
u
t
–
–
–
there
will
–
–
never
.
b
e
.
too
wide
.
a
.
divide . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
o
r
–
–
–
too
deep
.
a
.
decline . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
me
.
t
o
.
let
go
.
o
f
.
that
line . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
will
–
–
grip
.
i
t
.
tight,
–
–
with
.
a
l
l
.
my
might . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
will
–
–
hold
.
t
h
a
t
.
line,
–
–
until
.
t
h
e
.
end
.
o
f
.
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
will
–
–
hold
.
t
h
a
t
.
line,
–
–
until
.
t
h
e
.
end
.
o
f
.
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
when
you
–
–
come
out
.
t
h
e
.
other
side . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
o
r
–
–
–
just
need
.
a
.
hopeful
sign . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
you
can
–
–
look
right
.
a
n
d
.
slightly
behind . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
there
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
always
find,
.
t
h
e
.
outline
.
o
f
.
a
face
–
–
you
recognize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ you
will
–
–
always
find
–
–
a
face
–
–
you
recognize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
ready
.
t
o
.
heave,
.
a
n
d
.
lift,
.
a
n
d
.
pull
.
t
h
e
.
line . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
shine
.
a
.
smiling,
–
–
warming,
–
–
guiding
light . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
time,
–
–
after
time,
–
–
after
time,
–
–
after
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
might
.
b
e
.
the
quiet
type,
–
–
b
u
t
–
–
I
have
.
a
.
watchful
eye . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ I
have
.
a
.
watchful
eye . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
listen
.
f
o
r
.
the
faintest
slight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ I
listen
.
f
o
r
.
the
faintest
slight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
those
who
fly
–
–
too
wide
left
.
o
r
.
too
wide
right,
–
–
might
.
b
e
.
surprised
.
t
o
.
find
–
–
they
are
.
o
n
.
the
wrong
side
.
o
f
.
that
fight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ they
might
.
b
e
.
surprised
.
t
o
.
find
–
–
they
are
.
o
n
.
the
wrong
side
.
o
f
.
that
fight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
when
a
smile
–
–
draws
tight
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
the
eyes
ignite . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ a
smile
–
–
draws
tight
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
the
eyes
ignite . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
against
the
–
–
wrong
side
.
o
f
.
that
fight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
When
you
–
–
have
fallen
.
t
o
.
the
floor,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
then
you
.
f
a
l
l
.
some
more . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
When
you
–
–
have
lost
.
i
t
.
all,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
are
crushed
–
–
against
.
t
h
e
.
wall . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
When
everything
–
–
once
firm
–
–
begins
.
t
o
.
blur,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
you
feel
.
n
o
.
longer
sure . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
When
you
–
–
want
.
s
o
.
much
.
t
o
.
die,
–
–
a
n
d
–
–
just
need
.
a
.
hopeful
sign . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
you
can
–
–
look
right
.
a
n
d
.
slightly
behind . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
there
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
always
find,
.
t
h
e
.
outline
.
o
f
.
a
face
–
–
you
recognize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ you
will
–
–
always
find
.
a
.
face
–
–
you
recognize . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
time,
–
–
after
time,
–
–
after
time,
–
–
after
time.
Reflection:
This was an important poem for me to write. I was out one night when the title flashed in my mind and many of the words flowed immediately after, and I realized I had a lot to say about this.
For those who have special people in their lives that remain by their side time after time no matter what happens or how bad things get, please realize that many people in life never get to experience that. So, my hope is this poem will inspire you to warmly appreciate those wonderful people in your life who always go the extra mile, who always cheer you on no matter what happens, and who you can always rely on. Because such people are rare, and this poem was written for them but also for you. May this poem inspire you to recognize and warmly appreciate the wonderful people in your life who remain by your side no matter what happens in life.
I have been that person for certain others in my life, and others have been that person for me. So, I’ve been very fortunate.
I wrote most of this poem by listening to “The Impossible Dream” by Jack Jones which I played in the background to create the “moodset” for the poem. I also used “Adeline” by Alt-J, “Brothers in Arms” by Dire Straits, and “Goodnight Saigon” by Billy Joel to help fine tune the poem. So, if you listen to either (or all) of these songs at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.