Gratitude

I am filled with such a magnitude

of the deepest type of gratitude.

I wish that I could prove to you

just what it is I feel towards you.

Now true, there’s much that you have done,

that no one else had ever done,

like care when there was no one there,

and stick beside an ill friend’s side.

But, afterwards, when you could leave,

(once I grew stronger, was dying no longer)

you didn’t go, you still remained,

when many others would have ended the game.

There was still you, you pulled me through.

I will ever be grateful for this gift from you.