Whispers

He's like a soft-spoken whisper in the wind.
The cool breeze on a hot summer's day.
The warming embrace on a cold winter's night.
He is the ever-present thought in my mind like a merry-go-round.
The good to my bad
The hot to my cold.
He is the better part of me.
The food to my soul.
The rhythm to my rhyme.
He is the joy to my day,
The pill for my pain,
The thunder in my rain.
He has the arms that shield and protect,
The heart that loves
The back to carry me.
He is my soft-spoken whisper in the wind.