misconstrued

Copyright © December 31, 2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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My kind heart,
and gentle ways,
my sincere eyes,
and their warm inviting glow,

all these things 
have drawn you to me,
but in ways 
I just do not know 
how to respond to.

My love of fellow human,
is there for one and all.

You see it in
my loving smile,
and the hand 
I do hold out 
to help you 
along your way.

An embrace to each 
that has the need,
as my understanding 
and compassion
I do lend,
but it is that 
and nothing more.

My understanding words,
I'm affaid that you have misconstrued,
for something they are not.

My child, you are so very young,
your whole life ahead of you,
and I can plainly see,
with someone closer to your age,
is the place where you should be.

I have lived the life 
that you're just starting,

and when you are in full bloom,
I will be old and grey.

I do not think I am what you really want
or what you truely need.

I know that you have been abused
by the one that said "I do" 
and you left him far behind,

and I know you would feel so safe 
in the arms of this father figure
that you see I me.

But please,

just hold your dreams in your heart
until they become reality,
but do not try to rush those things
that will come in their own time.