The old friend
Waiting at the door
When the going gets tough
And the tough have nowhere to go
The spark of warmth
Ignited by the thought
That there is still hope
There is still life
The ever solid presence
The knowledge that someone
Is on my side
Someone is fighting for good
The unconventional done by the everyday
People who help because they can
Not for obligation but for
kindness
*I mimicked the repetition of it was in the first couple paragraphs "It was, until last week..... It was an old-fashioned word.....It was a word that....."
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