Caring
by deb y felio
There is a little more I found
scraping hard and deep
putting aside what I thought I needed
like a meal, a bath and sleep.
There is a little more I found
a scrap here and there
putting together shards and pieces
when I thought all was bare.
There is a little more I found
but I never know how long
before the supply is emptied
before everything is gone.
But as long as there’s a glimmer
of something I can do,
I will continue to offer
my caring each day for you.
Tender and resilient insights. And, I prolly shouldn't admit this, I like the rhymes.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem.
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