A Note Away
There is a woman I met one day
Whose friendship is just a note away
We’ve never met, but it seems clear
Just a note away I know she hears.
Vulnerable as petite snowflakes
I picture her when she awakes
Sleepy eyes and tousled hair
Childlike beauty and girlish stare.
A treasure trove of family and friends
Yet, her self doubt never ends
A hidden world of silent thoughts
Imagined fears that come to naught.
Briefly I penned a small note to her
To sustain, uphold, and to reassure
Her womanly heart was pure indeed
Sad, tearful thoughts there was no need.
In quiet response in a note she said,
“My tears flowed freely, I bowed my head,
I saw me in a different light
Thank you for your keen insight.”
“I want to assess my feelings of me
To believe and be proud of the real me.”
The road to healing is not faraway
When a ‘friend’ is just a note away.