How does your brilliant mind
begin each day
watching and learning
without much to say
Understanding little
and hearing too much
you cringe from a kiss
unless you reach for my touch
Your eyes hold a secret
that no one will know
and your ideas take you
to places I can’t go
If I could I’d take your hand
and feel what you feel
this confusion and frustration
I know that it’s real
I may not understand the
absence of your affection
but I see who you are
and will whisper direction
To strengthen your walk
along life’s long road
I’m trying to hold you
somewhere in my world
Where I can protect you
From all of the hurt
And show you the measure
Of all that you are worth
My dear son, try hard to find some meaning
You aren’t lost, you are loved –
You are a part of my heart…
that is always beating
No comments:
Post a Comment