Gold

Found your note that you wrote me May eighteenth while on the plane. Said maybe its irrelevant but you went on ahead I'm glad you did... Said you feel connected to me and I remember tears filling up your eyes as I told you of my life last April. People can't fake that... Said you dreamed all about me and where I'll go from here. Let me know when you figure it out. You said we're just alike, people want to protect us, shield us and maybe we allow it but deep down we don't need it. You say I deal while having terrible dignity and strength. I could just about kiss your hand as thanks. Felt no one noticed. You did. You said I'm without complaint and graceful. I...I...what do I say? Wow. Felt no one cared. You do. Vulnerability. Stability. What are we? What are we? You are strong. You are beautiful. You are Gold and I thank you. From the depths of my heart, I thank you.