giving

Thank you

For holding me gently when I cannot carry myself

For washing my hair when my arms are too heavy to lift

Silk soft suds streaming down our chests

It is easier to cry when everything else is wet.

Thank you

For dimming the lights

For letting the candle burn when you cannot understand it

And it keeps you awake.

Thank you

For letting my tired limbs rest in yours

For giving me your warmth and tenderness.

I will never give you back enough.