Waiting For YourselfA Poem by AKWritten for two fellow Cafe writers. Both are Pagemasters, both are referenced specifically, both have offered such generous reviews. That's them at the corner table in the back...
I’ve never thought much about it… forgive me.
But the secret history and the bare feet of you
opened my eyes and my heart to a bit of understanding.
I guess I’ve been afraid to ask,
never confident in myself enough to risk knowing.
Oh sure, I’ve known others who have shared the challenges
but who was I to ask?
What help could I offer? None really.
Except maybe caring. And some of the compassion
that is getting harder and harder to find in this world.
I’ve always known you.
I’ve wondered at and about you.
How must it feel to wait? To hope for normalcy to return?
To wait for yourself to come home?
I can’t imagine… and I’m appalled that I never asked.
But I can offer this… finally. There is hope!
That I learned elsewhere while staying busy avoiding you.
In fact, I know there’s more for you than you might imagine.
Please accept my apologies for never asking…
And let me share what I’ve been shown.
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19 Reviews Added on February 18, 2008 Last Updated on October 19, 2008 AuthorAKAKAboutIf you haven't visited my Alaska... well... well... shame on you : >) Small brook just outside of Woodstock, Vermont. October 14, 2010 "Oh... that feels so good" - May 17, 2009 .. more..Writing
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