I thought of you, that quiet day, in January’s cold, aching way. I searched for a cardinal to help you see – a mother’s hug, sent quietly.
But no scarlet feathers came when I prayed, they’d flown instead to ease another’s pain. So where red wings should have stirred the air, I sent a man – gentle, strong, and rare.
I breathed my love soft into his ear, a whisper only your heart would hear. Step by step, though he never knew, his every footfall led him to you.
You’ve carried so much on your own, yet love was never yours alone. So let love in, don’t turn away – you were never meant to lose your way.
Daughter dear, breathe deep and hold no fear. You are loved beyond compare. Let your heart breathe soft and free – and know my love will always be