Ambling on, down by the trenches

Needing a sign to relieve me

Of these aches and pains

Climbing and wiggling in my legs

A realization I’m not ready to call 

Although I convoy an escort 

Who seems to be very annoying 

But I knew that,

Escorting her will be a lot better 

Then finding her when she’s lost.

At one time,

She told me to saunter out of her presence 

And I wanted to take a hike

But she apologized 

And I realized, 

It doesn’t matter anyway 

As long as we keep strolling

On and on 

Wending our way in the wilderness 

And so we continued.

As we all know 

I am a keeper 

My brother’s keeper 

I mean my sister’s keeper.