Without living physically close,
But never being in spirit too far,
An ally is what we are.
Hearts once decided to touch,
and become as one,
a link to the past that cannot be undone.
Souls still free and receptive to visits,
not only to defend hopes and dreams,
but gather precious tears,
shed in joy or response to fears.
On your side, here to ask,
yet respecting the silence,
by donning now that chosen mask.