My hero

You were my hero,
once upon a time.
Whispering calmly
to my scattered spirit.
Supporting gently,
providing kindly-
a caring squeeze,
light-hearted words.
You gave such comfort,
where others failed.

Each day I hoped
to find your smile, hear
my name spoken tenderly.
You watched so mindfully-
judging silenced pain,
and emotions deep.

You stood brave guard
as I faltered tiresomely,
a foot soldier in the night.
You pushed, you insisted,
when I wanted to give up.
You called my bluff,
when I claimed to be alright.

Only you said so plainly -
I see your pain,
how heavy it sits.
Now hear me truthfully -
I am with you.
I will listen.
I am not leaving you.

As days turn to weeks,
the past slowly ellipses.
Behind the breath
of new hope- tomorrow.
Yet on this cold morning,
sun dawning late,
I repeat a solemn prayer
to the powers about us -
Protect his dear soul
forever and always.
For being my hero,
once upon a time.