I look to my left and right,
The person closest to me
Was staring cautiously.
As if expecting
Me. With support, belief, trust
Respect in the eyes, telling me I won’t lose his
Respect even when earth splits open the skies.
I look to my left and right,
To the one closest to me
Ensuring I am on a right path,
Cheering me up when I fall,
Giving me his back. So I rise.
To reach for clouds
The sun shining behind him;
Shining behind me.
I look to my left and right
And
The person closest to me
Was
Smiling right for my face,
From
A mirror.
Sircharlesthepoet 
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