Your smile is worth a thousand smiles.
Your look cut, to help me feel.
Your heart melts a multitude.
Your love my heart did steal.
You held me in your tender hands.
Threw me to the winds.
You saw me shake cry and pain,
fall slip and slide.
You helped me crawl, walk again.
Compassion, always, your guide.
In gratitude
To Irena Tweedie
1992 ©