It’s like
The voice
Of a lost
Loved one
Echoing clear
Guiding you
On this path
Have no fear
Close your eyes
Sleep sound tonight
They are always present
When you need them most
The compass in a sandstorm
There just enough to guide you through
Downpours and wipe away tears dropping down
To form a puddle, don’t worry dear because they quickly
Dry to reveal a rainbow and the skies sing and bleed sun rays.