We might not see you But we see your light Like the light that gleams shining under the door when dark We hear your words Like a poet who hears through his heart We feel your love Like the good spell of a potion We are held Like the sea holds underwater life We are guided Like the dog that helps the blind Nightmares are washed Like a dishwasher is built to know Pain is eased The way a brush paints on a canvas Slowly but so delicate Breath is taken The way the trees know to grow You are there In those you love Keeping your promise that unconditional love is forever there Just like a birth mark on the left of my hip Like yours, like mine
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 23:32:28 +0000