My Protector Poem by Momo Flint

My Protector



Hold me gently,
for I fear that I shall fall.

Dance with swaying grace,
a seductive phantoms call.

Take my hand,
And lead me to the light.

Give me wings,
and aid me in flight.

Free my bindings,
so I may roam.

Take my leash, sister
And lead me home.

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