Copyright © November 10, 2003 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Had I only known,
so close to surface,
were these pains
in your heart,
I’d have treaded ever so lightly.
But how could I have known,
for I have walked only in my shoes,
and you but in yours alone.
I would find the time,
to learn of the things
that matter to you most,
if given that time.
I could be one who
you could lean on,
angel that I be,
with my understanding heart,
and kindness, ever so gentle,
which is my way,
as I have seen so much in my times,
that makes me who I am.
A better man than most,
caring for what lies deep inside,
with tenderness and love,
for fellow human situations
we all find the we must face,
as we live this gift of life,
each in our own way.
I see your pains,
from the ways of the world,
that would steal away our loved ones,
in a time before their time.
This world sometimes so unkind,
to the innocent, not deserving.
And when I saw those tears
in your beautiful blue eyes,
I saw the pain,
from a heart that could feel,
in much the same ways as mine,
and I wanted to try to help you
to bear these burdens
to heavy, for one alone.