You brought me a muffin and cup of tea, when I was ready to weep.
You provided me with a home and humble solace
You promised I’ll be okay, especially when I thought there was no such thing as solace.
You gave me a tissue when I endlessly cried
You gave me home, when I was longing to have died.
You said kind words, when I thought they never could have been heard
You brought me a smile when all things around me were absurd.
You held my hand when I wanted to cry
You love me unconditionally, when I thought I’d subside.
Remember there is a God who holds us true
And there is eternal life when I thought I couldn’t ensue.
Jason
19th November 2022
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