I sit all alone
Crowded the room
All of the pain
Cell made of gloom
I remember the days
That I could not go on
But heavenly grace
I pushed on to the dawn
Many  a prayer
Sent every day
Looking for guidance
Seeking the way
Then all alone
It all came quite clear
The answer to all
Was really right here
Disguised as a giggle
A tickle in time
A soft loving snuggle
In pockets of mine