He knew me when I was broken.
He steadied me when I stumbled,
He believed in me, he gave me hope,
when I had no belief and felt hopeless.

He stood me up when I fell down.
He was my friend when I was a stranger.
He held me together when I was falling apart.
He gave me the courage, to find my own courage.

As I was waiting to die, he gave me life,
He left me a better man than he found me.
He showed me the purpose for living was giving.
Each day I say a pray of thanksgiving.

For my mentor in life. A man called Harry!

(c) 26th October 2010