A man stood before me

This poem is dedicated to my hero, Micah. I miss you.

A man stood before me
Bearing his soul
Teaching his wisdom
Making me whole

Telling his stories
Helping me cope
Giving me strength
And giving me hope

Praying for mercy
On my saddened life
Shining his light
To guide me though my strife

He gave me a friendship
That I thought was unreal
I can’t even describe
The way he made me feel

A man stood before me
And for him I do pray
A man stood before me
And then he walked away