You lean on me
You want to be heard so I will listen
I can\'t speak
I can write
This may be cliche but
You will be okay
Sometimes light bulbs need to be replaced
For new ones to shine
I wonder if this poem is enough
I wonder if anything I will ever do for you
Will ever be
Enough
Your face is red while
Your insides are blue
But the sun is always
Yellow
I\'ll lay down my sweater so
Your slippers won\'t get wet
From the melting snow
All I know is that
When I\'m with you
The stars shine so bright