Maybe you were that warm gust of wind,
That embraced me on a cold lonely night,
Or maybe you were that stranger who smiled sympathetically,
When I felt tears stinging my eyes.
Maybe you sent me a sign,
In a cloud or a sunset.
Maybe you were that bird that perched near me,
And then flew right after I smiled.
Maybe my heart was too grim to see it,
That right after each fall I somehow felt this rush of hope.
When I was scared of the future,
And what it may hold,
You sent the nicest people along my path.
They said words that reminded me of you,
And that was all so you could be sure I’ll be okay.