A whisper in the wind,
A shadow on the wall,
The feeling that someone is there
But no answer to your call.
A kind of warmth when days are cold,
A hand held out to guide,
A glow that lights the darkest night,
A presence by your side.
If these things happen, curb your fears
Just smile a knowing smile
It’s me, you see, watching over you
Across the coming years.
Anon