Whoever
Whoever is watching over me,
I want to thank you so much.
Especially these days.
Lately it feels like
I'm always reaching out,
looking for some wisdom
to carry me through.
Some people pray and expect answers.
I'm not one of those.
I just talk to you,
sometimes out loud,
sometimes just in my thoughts.
It's rare to hear your answer,
but I know you're listening,
It's a comfort to to know
someone who loves me
has my back,
even if you're unseen
and mostly silent.
I treasure the moments
when I can feel you with me.
It's greedy of me, I know,
but I want more of those.
I like to think
you give me what I need.
Whoever is watching over me,
please don't ever stop.

~Elise Skidmore ©2025
And again your story reaches me, and I’m sure others feel the same.
Thank you
Thanks so much, Lucille. I was thinking about you just the other day, so it’s a lovely surprise to see you’re still visiting here.
This sounds like me. Not surprising, I guess. Cha!
Thanks, Linda! Cha!
This is a lovely poem
Thank you
Thank you, Gail. I’m so glad you like it.