A Shoulder To Cry On - Poem by Jayne Davies
You held my hand so many times,
You wiped away my tears,
You wrapped me in your loving arms,
And brushed away my fears.
When nightime came and darkness fell,
I'd climb those stairs so steep,
You'd tuck me into cosy bed,
Then sing me off to sleep.
If I could only turn back time,
I'd feel so safe and warm,
Just to see your loving face,
To help me through the storm.
I loved you so my precious friend,
How much I can't express,
Look down on me from time to time,
With love and tenderness.
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