My constant companion and the love of my life

My worry is a marathon running man
It is a constantly teething toddler
A Jack Russell left alone with a new couch

It could power entire cities
Find the cure to pancreatic cancer
Or propel a jet to Mars

How I still find the energy
And the inclination to love you
Isn’t a mystery

At times it is the one thing that lets me
Put worry to bed
And walk out into the world

I picture your face
Smiling back at me
And I know that I must have been smiling, too

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