by Glen Martin Fitch
I wish I could undo
what has been done.
I cannot fix it.
Not my place to try.
To make you think I could
would be a lie.
No end in sight
and this has just begun.
The stress eats at your body
and your soul.
I know
future the things you dread
seem real.
I cannot make you change
the way you feel.
Upon your spirit
this will take its toll.
But dare I say,
I see you
and feel pride.
I, too, have felt
frustration, hurt and shame.
A different cause,
yet feeling just the same.
On that
I am your ally
at your side.
Right now,
I know my needs
cannot compete
against your woes,
but may I rub your feet.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Glen Fitch is a 16th Century poet lost in the 21st Century. Born near Niagara Falls, educated in the Catskills, thirty years on the Monterey Bay he now lives in Palm Springs. Retail not academics has paid the bills. Someday he will finish Spenser's "The Fairie Queene."
Last updated August 23, 2011