To God, From M.

M:  It's freezing, deathly bone chilling cold outside.
G:   May I offer you a roof and four walls? Come and sit by the fire.
M:  I had to turn my only child out to the streets.
G:   My shoulder is dry, cry on it.
M:  I have difficulty helping my husband pay all the monthly bills.
G:   My wealth is vast, all you need to do is ask.
M:  I've lost my parents and my sisters live far away.
G:   Make me your family for I've always been here for you.
M:  I am getting older and frailer.
G:   My strength is everlasting, lean on me.
M:  I must say, you have an answer for everything.
G:   My comprehension of life is beyond your experience.
M:  I have to say bye for now, but we will talk again soon.
G:   My time is always yours.

Thanks,
 M.