A small act of kindness

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I don’t remember your name

but I remember how,

when I was alone and far from home,

you climbed onto my bed

and stroked my hair

till my tears dried and I slept.

I have carried the memory in my heart

through all the long and lonely years

waiting for the day

that I will be able to accept

that small act of kindness

and then to fall asleep

comforted.

 

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