What strength I have
Presence in the loneliness of the moment.
Hand to steady you when you fall.
Shoulder on which to cry.
Embrace when you have forgotten who you really are.
Reminder that you matter. To me. And to many.
Protector when you feel fragile.
Mender to help piece together the scattered shards of life.
Companion as together we stumble towards some distant promise of light.