Because
Because you've walked this road before,
Tonight you eased my load some more;
First time is hard for most of us,
But two times ’round’s a special fuss.You ‘got it’ – not just rage or fear,
But somehow in my words you hear
The dread of my unknown ahead,
What fills the gap – or might – ’fore dead.I sensed between few spoken lines
You comprehended path that's mine;
And in your strength (returned at last)
Conveyed unspoken – bits of past.A past where now I stand perplexed
About my road, what happens next;
Assurance that what e'er befall
It will be okay, after all.So, I just pause to wish you well,
Say thanks from this wee piece of hell;
Hope that your summer dreams pan out,
And life's potentials flood your route.navigation