Wind beneath My Wings

simple thanks or a tribute to someone who lend a helping hand

My gloomy days I can still recount

When I needed shoulders to lean upon

When I needed helping hands to hold on

And somebody to hear me when I cried out

 

It wasn't easy being alone on the narrow road

In the midst of the darkness where I stood

How I really wished to see a tiny light

To guide me and lead me into the right path

 

I anxiously went along my journey

Struggled across the rocky and the thorny way

I felt the heavy rain and heard the roaring thunder

My heart wept and fainted fast in fear

 

I was alone and you sat close to me

Trampled down and you carried me

You're the wind beneath my wings

Who made me soar and fly into the heights

 

Of all my wishes and dreams

Of all my struggles and failures

Of all the pains, sadness, and tears

You're there to give hope that never shatters

 

Meeting you is a blessing in disguise

You inspired me to spread my wings

So that I may soar up high

Like an eagle flying toward the sky

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Cyndi's Meanderings]

I've felt this way so many times and when the helping hand is extended, well, it's nice to know someone is watching and willing to assist. When I can repay that debt to another, I do not hesitate. Love the honesty with which this was written.