You are there for me in every storm,
Sheltering me and keeping me warm,
Taking the brunt of the ever-changing weather,
For years until the spring brings the heather.
You guide me when I feel wrong,
You tell me that I am strong,
When I have a broken wing,
You care for me until I can sing.
You tell me my feelings are worthwhile,
Even if they are a faulty turnstile,
You take care of things when I can’t,
When I feel like a dying plant.
You comfort me when I need it,
You let me rant when I feel it,
I can be sick around you,
You understand when I feel blue.
Every panic attack,
Even when I’m filled with rage,
You know just how to engage.
You’ll join me on my journey,
Even if it ends in a gurney,
I don’t know what I did to deserve you,
As I keep trying to pull through.