Grenade

Art by: Frédéric Forest

I saw you holding a grenade last night. Your fingers anxiously on the pin. Your fear was much greater than any prayer I could have ever said. So I stood there and held your hand. I pulled you close to me and said, no matter what happens next, I will always love you.

|| G. Preston ||

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