Ill Equipped

Today I watched my daughter cry,

Tell me of the pain in life,

How no one understands and she cannot talk to anyone,

And as I watched her cry,

I could not bear it and I cried too.

"I miss it too," I managed.

And I stumbled my way and did the best I could to comfort her,

This broken adult.

And I said, I have felt the same way,

Within the past few days, in fact,

And even though it will not cure the pain,

It helps to talk,

It helps to pray.

And I love you and you can tell me anything and I will love you.

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<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© June 2015