There once was a man named Russell,

who moved through life in a hustle.

He sat in bed with no hair on his head,

and rarely would move a muscle.

He whispered so near to my ear,

"Don't worry about me, my dear.

For I have seen life and all its beauty,

and for death I'll never have fear.

You and I are two of a kind,

and our lives are artfully twined.

For one so lovely and full of knoweledge,

You live with a beautiful mind.

Remember how much I love you,

Life is a battle to fight through.

But you're not alone, you'll always have me,

As an angel to look up to."

To this day I know he sees me,

he watches, cares, and protects me.

He saved my life then, he saves my life now.

In my heart he'll forever be.