I'll Be There

I want you to know that I'm here.  You can put me away, and hide me in the floor boards if you want.  Or keep me in a secret drawer.  You can bury me beside the old willow tree, or just keep me in your pocket.  But I want you to know when you decide to look for me again, or you feel that you need me, I will be right where you left me.  I may not be the same.  The earth may have changed me, but I will always be there, and I know I will always want to listen.  No, I don't like being pushed aside, but I take it.  I take all the beatings I'm dealt and keep moving.  Why?  Hell if I know.  But I do. . .and regardless I will be here ready and waiting for when you need me, even if you've caused nothing but pain for me.  I will be there.  Comfortable like an old blanket or reliable like a memory.  I'm always there.