You came into my life not three months ago
When my heart was breaking, my mind going
And my spirit was so low. So low.
But you lifted me up, you inspired me
You talked and you had faith in this weak man
Others didn’t. Not even me.
And your words became so special
Became my life and my hope
As I rose again beneath your wings
You tore that self pity from me
You made all that went before seem so pointless
You fought for me. Did I deserve that? Maybe not
But you fought. You gave me all
With such gentleness I have never known before
Your beautiful mind caused sparks in mine
And they became words of love and destiny
Words of heart and soul. Words of meaning to me.
That touched the very depths of me. That meant yes
I am alive again. I mean something
All my self doubt goes in your kindness
You know what I am and what I can be…..
©2009 Stan Rogers