She held me soft when I would cry.
With just her arms, the world grew still,
She taught my heart it’s safe to feel.
Her silence spoke the loudest care,
A warmth that followed everywhere.
No script, no talk, no page referred—
Just love that held without a word.
And in her calm, I found my peace,
A bond that grows and won’t decrease.
No louder sound I’ve ever heard—
Than being held without a word.
— The PastLife]]>