
When skies grew dark and hope ran thin,
And I forgot the strength within,
You stood beside me, calm and true—
I couldn’t do it without you.
Through sleepless nights and heavy days,
You lit my path in quiet ways.
A steady hand, a gentle view—
I couldn’t do it without you.
When doubt was loud and faith was small,
You caught me every time I’d fall.
No need for grand or loud ado—
Just knowing I had you pulled me through.
Not every hero wears a name,
Not every light comes from a flame.
But you, just you, in all you do—
I couldn’t do it without you.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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A very beautiful poem.
Thank-you very much
You’re very welcome
This is a beautiful and heartfelt tribute to the quiet, steady support that makes all the difference in difficult times. It perfectly captures the essence of gratitude for someone who offers strength not with grand gestures, but with unwavering presence.