Falling

Every time that I fall
you are there to pick me up
I try to walk at a steady pace
but my knees still buckle
Yet you are always standing there
waiting to catch me
You help me through the bad times
and enjoy with me the good ones
You'll never leave my side
no matter how hard I push
And it means so much to know
that when I look across the plain
of my life, that I'll see your open arms
Waiting to catch me when I fall