There's a thread
that binds us together
And keeps us close in thought
It's made of minutes and
hours we spend
Not things that can be
made or bought
It's the hug at the end
of a trying day
Or a card that says
that I still care
The warm silence
of a listening friend
When I've had more t
han I could bear
It's the telephone call
I didn't expect
Just to know
what the doctor said
Or the joke you send that
makes me smile
When I was ready
to cry instead
It's forgiveness when
I've said
the wrong thing
Or haven't written in days
A reassuring glance when
I'm feeling afraid
And you sit here
and don't go away
The helping hand
and the recipe
For your favorite
casserole dish
When company's coming
and I'm out of ideas
You answer an unspoken wish
It's the simple kindness
of a caring heart
That is patient and
full of goodwill
This thread that binds us
heart to heart
Is gently woven
with invisible steel
Credit
All poetry written by
Karen Shaw Matteson
is copyrighted
and may not
be used without
express
written permission from the
author herself, if it is found on
this site
or any other.
