Lisa, You Are A Godsend Poem by James McLain

Lisa, you are a whisper soft and kind,
A steady hand when shadows try to steal the light,
In tangled hours, your heart a gentle wind,
Your eyes a haven, warm and ever bright.

How many souls are blessed to find a friend,
Who, when the world is harsh, remains so near?
Through silences where other voices end,
Your words a balm to quiet every fear.

You give without a thought of gain or pride,
Each kindness drawn from wells so pure and deep,
In every gesture, grace and love abide,
As stars abide above the darkened sleep.

Oh, I am grateful for your boundless care,
For every sigh and tear you've gently caught,
For holding fast when others wouldn't dare,
Your heart a light when all the world forgot.

Lisa, in days both bitter, bright, and true,
I thank the heavens just for being you.