Dear Friend (you know who you are!),
Doer of good remorselessly.
Placing wreaths on old graves.
Remembering lost ones over decades.
Tidying and cleaning their resting places in honour of the love that lives still.
Visiting lonely living elderly relatives and nurturing them with that life-affirming connection.
I care, you matter, these regular long trips, crisscrossing the country affirm.
Keeping friends, tight, through stress, divorce, separation, and loss of loved ones.
Making sure the safety net of your love and concern is strengthened with additional knots of love.
Never failing in loyalty, even when brought to the knees by the suicide of dear ones.
The devastation of losing dear ones by their own hand strikes that huge heart to its core.
But keeping that love alive despite the loss, the pain and absence.
Remembering and holding their spirit in gentle arms of understanding and compassion.
Dropping everything and giving anything to help a friend in real need.
Providing constant help of finance, time, and love.
Not buckling in the face of death but tightening the armour of love and heading anywhere for those you hold dear.
"The betterment of the world can be accomplished through pure and goodly deeds and through commendable and seemly conduct. "
Baha'i Writings
