You Were There. (2001) Poem by Lillian B. Rose

Your eyes were kind to me, when strangers came to call
Your eyes were kind to me, when troubles took a' toll.
Your eyes were kind to me, when I didn't see ahead
Your eyes were kind to me, when I wished I could be dead

Your presence was a comfort, at a time when I was worn
Your presence was a comfort, when I was far from home
Your presence was a comfort, when sleep closed tired eyes
Your presence was a comfort, so the pain in me could die

I saw in you a person, I could come to know
I saw in you a person, with honesty to grow
I saw in you a person, soft and humbled in my eyes
I saw in you a person, and found caution deep inside