Dear Young Miss, I am still hurting for you.
I have carried your burden for days now
And canít find any peace, it just lingers.
I replay the night I met you non-stop.
I was at Nickís talking in his garage
When you came bouncing up the dark sidewalk.
It was about 2:10 in the morning
And you walked straight up and joined right on in.
Nothing seemed odd, it happens quite often.
Being single, I look for chemistry.
So playing cool, I didnít look right at you
But I could see you peripherally.
You spoke in a deep, worldly mature voice,
Seemed to present yourself with confidence.
Youíre a fit, well proportioned lady and
These characteristics are attractive.
So when you playfully started to flirt,
I played right along and flirted right back.
Then Nick saw that I was interested
And asked how you were doing in school.
You said you hadnít finished yet and have
Two years to go. So I took that to mean
You were a sophomore or junior in college.
But alas, you are not, youíre in High School.
And that point, changed my heart and direction.
Young Lady, you need help and protection.
Fait crossed our paths for some unknown reason
Maybe to shield you from unseen danger.
Though I told you all this that very night,
For some reason, I still have your burden.
See, had that flirty stranger not been me
But some sick pervert, you might have been hurt.
But I looked at you, saw through your faÁade
And saw that you are lonely, scared, and search
Endlessly for something to fill the empty
Void opened by your parents leaving you.
You see, I saw my daughter in your eyes,
And I shudder to think of her alone
Walking the neighborhood streets at that hour,
Or flirting with a stranger thatís my age.
See, had circumstances been different
And that nice guy you met had not been me
But instead, some perverted predator,
Their reaction could have been much different.
Had you flirted with a perv, your age might
Only make them want something ďdangerousĒ.
Where I want to protect, they want to harm.
I see a lady, they see a trophy.
I see a treasure, they see sick pleasure.
I see my own little girl in your eyes.
So after I told you of my concerns,
Nick got his wife and we three drove you home.
On the way we told you that now you were
Important to us, and we would help you.
So now I will tell you these things once more;
You donít know how truly special you are.
You are a smart, beautiful young lady.
You have your whole life still ahead of you.
So you know this is not the empty speech
Of a careless stranger, I pledge you this;
For you dear child, I take your cause, and though
I am no angel, I will be your GUARD.