The Hamlet Project

Shall I make a list?
I know I will forget someone.
When I needed an arm and a hand to hold, she offered one.
Today, that’s what she did. I could not begin to add up all the ways she hath relieved me in the past.
When I thought there was no tenderness on the earth for me – he relieved me, finds new ways to relieve me all the time. He fed me. How can it be recounted?
O mother
O father
O brother
Relief from the vast ocean of unknownness, each of you
Has pulled me, gasping from the salt water
Cousin, friend, teacher, stranger, shopkeeper, you
All have given your moments of relief
My list is long
Your deeds, large and small, sometimes forgotten, but always appreciated.