When you’re weak
Just know there’s somebody who’ll weep
Somebody will buckle to their knee
Because Hun, we all wish you were in a different seat.
When you grow stronger
All the smiles stretch longer.
That great big sky seems much brighter;
Sweetie, you’ve gotta be a fighter!
When you’re scared
Just know someone will be there
Someone will pull up a chair
Because Hun, we all despise that sickness you bare.
When you grow braver
The air has so much more flavor.
Those freighting shadows – no longer cold,
Sweetie, you’ve gotta be so bold!