A blessing of his silent strength
The golden thread unites
Across the miles he calls to me
To fall asleep at night
His voice sings of a child
But his wisdom tells of years
His understanding of the heart
Brings me close to tears
His gentle nature holds the truth
Of the things that he already knows
Observing everything within his world
In his silence it already shows
I count the blessings of his love
Because it lacks any strings
It is the gift that it was meant to be
Freely given, it gives me wings
This I thank the heavens for
A child of pure delight
Who asks to hear my stories
When he calls me in the night
Raven
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