When Morgan died,
you sat on the floor with me
and strummed your guitar.
We just sang the words,
"you give and take away
still I will choose to say
Lord, blessed be your name"
for what seemed like an eternity.

That was the most broken eternity
I have ever lived.
But never in my life
have I felt so cared about.

Thank you for not trying to give me advice.
It meant so much more when you sat and sang
while I sobbed and wept.

That night would have been a darker hell
ending in the deepest regrets
if it weren't for you.