On A Shelf
If I could keep you
On a shelf
Safe from harm
And for my self
I would never
Ever have to fear
A thought of harm
To you my dear
You would be safe
And well protected
With other things
That I collected
But life I fear
Does not work that way
And on the shelf
You would not stay
You want to be
On the ground
Away from me
Not safe and sound
No shelf for you
Just hope and trust
As I watch you do
The things you must
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