Right back at you

She cannot see what she has made

Her love has shaped

And soul has moulded

Her hands have guided

And heart has felt

And yet she cannot see

That her greatest masterpiece

Is what she gives to me.

It's her.

She paints my smile

And draws my strength

Reworks my fears

And outlines my dreams

Our friendship is a work of art

It's thyme for you to step 

outside your frame

Into the real world 

I can paint a pretty picture for her

Giving back some of the colour

That she brings to me.