oh, my dear,
i wish i could
wrap you up
in bubble wrap
and protect you
from all the harm
to come.
but a plastic
safety net
cannot prevent
every heart ache,
every sad bit
of human madness
that knocks
on our doorsteps,
waiting to trip
us up.
perhaps it is why
we were built
to cry,
and scream,
and care.
human nature may not
be fair
but, my dear,
our human nature
could fill
sweetness in the air.
i may not be able
to keep you
safe in bubbles
from all the troubles,
but i can be here
and lend an ear
when all around
seems to leak despair.
YOU ARE READING
unlit matches
Poetrycome and listen to the whispers of lions and the cries of fawns.
