Corner stone in my mind
Stands out like
The sound of a heavy hammers pound
I think of you
Every time my feet touch the ground
Solid as a rock
And just as strong
Yet
Quick to change anything that’s wrong
Adding on to yourself
Spiritual stock from mental shelves
In leaps and bounds
You’ve changed for the better
Living out righteousness down to the last letter
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