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.