Whisper In the Darkness

During times of sadness when tears were often shed, the whisper never faltered in storms I faced ahead. The lulling voice that lingered, spoke softly in my ear. Although it brought me comfort, was difficult to hear. So I tried hard to listen, but still, it wasn’t clear. The whisper never faltered in storms I faced ahead, or during times of sadness when tears were often shed. It came in troubled waters, that voice I thought unknown, and whispered through the darkness when I was on my own. That’s when I heard it clearly, say “child, you're not alone."