biscuits in the morning

she was a funny
woman.
made me laugh when i
wanted to cry.
made me
biscuits in the morning,
warm
with butter.
she was tender and soft,
always sweet with
kisses and words.
a pot of water was
always boiling on the stove.
there was a cat
on the sill
and a dog on the bed.
it was home
away from home.
she saw beyond the pain
of life,
how there was more
than that,
she believed that joy
was in the making.
love and truth will
win out in the end.
she whispered to me
hang in there.
be strong,
keep your faith.
protect your tender heart
from evil, it's everywhere.
she had kind eyes and soft
hands. no worries.
you're a good man.
you'll get
there. i promise.
she made biscuits
in the morning,
warm, with butter.