
To bless you
Would be to honor the good in you
To see your pain and understand
Its root
To offer a helping hand
Even when it becomes so challenging
To stand the helpless feeling of seeing you
Lost
There are things I feel for you deep inside my heart
You may never know
And lately it seems
That the tragedy in our family
Will never be
Entirely gone
There were the dark years
That even though they are passed
Linger on in memory
As ghosts hover on the edges
Of my consciousness
Who knows what is to become of us
Tomorrow
There are roads still to walk down
There are doors still to open
And there are these roots that bind us
And that we try break
With enormous difficulty
There is the clarity we seek
Also
On the outer edges
Of our pain
That arises when we least expect it
After night and nights and nights
Of what sometimes seems to be
Endless grief and suffering