A Thank You

You've been there for me steady as a rock wiser than a sage in your assessment of things and your insight on the things that I express You have always told me the truth when no one else would you've shown me what it means to be honest and face the truth when the truth was the last thing I wanted to know- I call you my miracle worker a way shower of lost souls a beacon that shines in the empty fog ridden day where all the edges are blurred and run into varying shades of grey as last vestiges of good humor fade into silence... you are rainbows painted across my heart and soul.