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| My Pain, Your Pain |
The
pain I hide in my heart,
Is it
your pain I feel?
The
sadness I feel in my soul,
Is it
your sadness?
The
uncertainty, the soundless words,
Are
they your way of reaching out?
Can
you not share your pain, your sadness?
Would
the uncertainty be more clear if shared?
The
soundless words given voice?
Do you
not know that your pain is my pain;
Your sadness
is my sadness?
My
words could be yours.
If only you’d open up and
share your innermost feelings.
This poem was originally written in June, 1997
for my daughter. She was going through a
rough time and these are the words I penned with her in mind. As I read the words again, they could also be
written about the journey we are on with my husband and his dementia. What do they really hold in their
hearts; or in their minds that they are unable to share? Would it be helpful if they did
share? These are questions that I am not
able to answer at this time; but it is something to consider as we continue on
this journey with Dementia’s Demands.
Beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tara, for reading and commenting! I never thought I'd pull this poem out and find it fit for what I am blogging about! You just never know...hoping these 31 days will revive the desire in my head and heart to write more!
DeleteYou are an amazing emphathizer, I can tell from this poem. I go through this with my sister. She never talks about what is bothering her!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your compliment! I appreciate your reading and commenting and am humbled by your words.
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