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As your pillow, I'll never care,
when I'm snuggled against your ear.
When you bury your head and drown me,
in the puddles from flowing tears.

I'll never make a fuss,
when you whimper and cry.
I'll only be there to soften,
and to dry your puffied eyes.

I'll muffle all your screams,
your shouts and pent emotions.
You can even throw and cast me.
It won't change my true devotion.

I'll be there when you need me;
when you trust me to rest your head.
I'll do my best to drift away worries,
as we lay upon your bed.

Caressing your face with a snuggle,
I'll be perfectly shaped and formed.
Dabbing away your concerns,
till we wake upon tomorrow's morn'.

You may throw me under the covers,
or leave me halfway off the bed.
I'll wait for you forever,
when you need to rest your head.

I love it when you wash me,
when I smell so fresh and anew.
I can't wait for you to come to bed,
so I can stick to you like glue.

I've been with you through everything;
through the bad and the naughty.
Through the laughter and pillow fights,
and that hairy little doggy.

Even when you have uncertainty,
when your doubts have amounted.
I will always be there for you.
I will be there when its counted.

I'm not really picky.
I will wear whatever you think,
but you are a girly girl,
so it's probably gonna be pink.

My color doesn't define me;
whether in sheik satin or a hue.
I would always look ravishing;
as long as I am with you.

I am blessed to be your pillow;
to be witness to all your dreams.
You are so much more than just a pretty face.
You are much more than what you seem.

I will never tell your secrets.
I'll be there when you need me the most.
I'll be there when you're reading
or when you think you heard a ghost!

I'll be there through thick and thin.
Through friends, heartache and pain.
I'll be there through all the seasons;
through storms, blizzards, lightning and rain.

I know I'm getting older
More flimsy and maybe a hassle.
But at least I'm not that couch pillow,
with its annoying little tassels.

I don't know how to end this.
I don't know what to say,
but to tell you that I love you,
each and every single day.

T.E. Snyder
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