I may have not arrived yet
But I have found myself.
I can see the many years circling my eyes
I know it is all in the past
But you are still here, with me.
I can feel my aching bones screaming for a break
But I still have so many dreams.
I know destiny will play another game
When I am ready to cross over
But I promise I will always be here.
I will be the morning breeze that wakes you
I will be the note you play on the guitar
I will be the loudest laugh when you joke
I will be the quiet listener to all your stories
I will be the hug that eases your pain.
I will be the tear that you won’t let out.
I will be right by
resting my head on your shoulder
Nudging you to keep going.
Pleading you to take me along.