In the wee, small hours of morning,
your concern makes my nerves fray.
Distance creates questions,
that hang in the air unanswered
facial expressions unable to be read,
worry unable to be alleviated.
If I could reach out,
touch your arm for the briefest second,
perhaps that contact would help.
It may ease my worry,
and just maybe it would let you know,
that you never have to face your fear alone.
There is an army behind you,
charging into battle with you,
always there, ready to fight.
polysyllabic profundities 
Reassuring words.
Thank you…..I have a couple of close friends going through some medical issues and I just wish I could be there more. It’s tough being a few provinces away.
I know. Many of my pals are hurting. I wish I had someone send me such kind words. They’re lucky to have you.
Thank you. That is very sweet of you.
Beautiful, Susan.
Thank you, Jill. I appreciate that.
Beautifully moving.
Thank you very much.
You’re there in spirit, Susan. Very beautiful xxx
Thank you, Dianne. xxx