No thank you, I can do this on my own.
You say,
But I can see how you grit your teeth,
And how the sweat falls from your brow,
And how exhausted you slouch,
As those words sink from your mouth.
My dear friend, I would climb mountains,
I'd fly to the moon,
I'd cross canyons,
If it were all for you.
I'd be delighted!
Oh, infinitely so!
I watch as you sit in the mud, exhausted,
Alone and blue.
How much you would honor me
To sit alone in the mud with you.
-
Author:
Rose Abrilith (
Offline) - Published: July 26th, 2025 23:46
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 4
Offline)
Comments3
Although this may be taken as romantic in one sense it applies to all that have a giving heart and seek affiliation. A most lovely message
A beautiful write with a wonderful message, enjoyed the read
Again, fantastic closing stanza, beautiful.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.