The listener's listener

I just printed out the lyrics and chords of a new song I wrote for the band, when the phone rang. It was a good friend who really needed someone to talk to and confide some secrets.

For two hours we talked and I listened and gave my advice. I even inserted some trademark jokes in between serious remarks, so as to lighten up the mood a little.

At the end of the conversation she tearfully thanked me, and I was just glad to be there for her as a friend and listen.

But even this listener has a female counterpart of his own, someone who would listen to all these lifetime goals and dreams.

Call her the listener’s listener.

Maybe by now you know who she is.

Well… let’s see.