Different we are and it is our history experiences that create us who we are.
We all have different tales,
I listened to yours without you telling.
When I told you mine I had no reason to question
because to be as caring and compassionate as you are much of work had expected to be done.
I have found a place:
A home away from home,
I have found a hand that nestles,
Lips that utter remedies for my worries,
All you had to do was talk and I was healed.
I have visualized you appear whenever I wanted you there.
When I wanted to talk you were there to listen
When I needed to be instructed you were never late for a lesson
I hate this one this section; adieu
I now have to say goodbye to your sessions but not your life lessons.