My WW keeps asking me what do I want from her now?
This poem is inspired by a similiar post on this site, sorry I don't know whose post it was.

I would like you touch me softly as you walk by,
A gentle brush on the shoulder when I cry inside.
A few words on how you feel today.
Or a simple smile when there is nothing to say.
Just to be near you if only for a little while.
Or you hand in mine, to bring me a smile.
I am looking to somehow let you see
The sunshine and tomorrows of days gone by are still all inside of me.