It begins as a whisper
Faint as can be
Yet your soul will feel
What your eyes can’t see

A Muse is determined
She won’t retire
Not when allowing positive words to flow
Is her heartfelt desire

Even before tears
Will form in your eyes
A poem is written
As a comforting surprise

My heart will reach you
Through poetic words
For verse is my voice
Ready to be heard

Lean on me
For I won’t let you fall
I am here for you
After all