☆°▪︎ THE WINGMAN ▪︎°☆

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.