Comfort
I am aware that words will never suffice
We stand desparately
One in front of the other
Your face blemished with tears
So what did you do?
Asked the me, I once was
What will you do?
Begged the me, I shall become
What are you doing?
I urged myself
I stepped towards her and wrapped her in my arms
I had no words to offer
So I gave myself instead
My gift to her
A presence
I held the love of my eternity as she shed her grief
In my silence I professed my love for her
In my silence I revealed to her God's comfort
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