The tears in your eyes were like the dew on the grass tips at the dawn.
not befitting but necessary parting with an intense emotion,
Your cry was like the cry of a little bird when the rays of the morning sun hits its eyes,
Natural response to a sudden pain but an awakening to the truth of life.
Wanted to be there, so I came.
Wanted to be the shoulder you could rest your head, so I sat near you,
Wanted to be the source of strength, so I held you,
Wanted to comfort you, so I stayed close.
I realize how tough you look and how soft you are,
I sense your sorrow, your griefs and your love for life,
I felt your tears flowing, I saw your love for your pappi,
I envy you for your love for life of others, others who love you.
You thank me, for any living being will do for another living being,
but you chose me to be with you at the time of your grief, when you could have your closest friends with you,
Thank you for allowing me to be there, just in case you needed me,
Thank you for sharing with me how you felt, and to be just there for you.
Broken lamp, feeble light, but a noble intention to light up the world....me. 