She hath wings

Solitude.

Often oblivious to surrounding movement;

Ears filled with a barrier of music;

Gently, I drew near.

Resolve.

Never a harsh word- you were always gracious,

Allowing support;

I longed to help you rise.

Pressure.

Mountains of work –

Easier to sleep, than try;

Concerned, I spoke for you.

Turning point.

Line by line, task by task;

With care,

You succeeded.

Pass!

The year was over; schooling complete –

Balloons were soaring high into the air…

But you held yours close – not ready to release it.

Courage.

You stood your ground;

Determined not to follow a set path.

Parting words, then goodbye.

Relief.

Grateful to see you standing there;

Saddest of days – I needed to find you…

Timidly, I drew near.

Compassion.

As if I had lost my own brother, I felt your pain;

Searching for words of comfort;

I handed you words of life.

Downcast.

Unsure if I would ever see you again,

Praying that you would find hope in the Everlasting Arms…

Heavy-hearted, I walked away.

© M. Patterson 2021