I hoped someone might hear my cries but you read my mind. I wanted someone to grasp my hand and you swept me into your arms. I hungered for someone to touch my body, you inhabited my soul. You held me when I couldn’t stand. You carried me when I couldn’t walk. You took me to places I could never have imagined and let me dream; the poppy fields, the sun on my back. While I may never see your face or know your name, when I needed someone to wipe away my tears, you helped to heal my heart.
