Tenderness

A long, long time ago I dressed my being
With small remnants of tenderness
To offer one day, without thinking
To a strange and lost homeless

Time has flown and the echo was singing
From the bottom of all this sadness
Cruel words fulfilled with a reading
That throws me away to this loneliness

So, I took this old mantle
And I touched it so gentle
To cover all my intense pain

I felt so deeply warm
In spite of all the storm
Wrapped around with a counterpane