Where was it last and how do you know,
Standing there naked, yet have nothing to show
You hold out your hands, shaking and empty
Everyone passes you by, except me
Wrapping you up and holding you close
Whispering words so you don’t overdose
I feel your confusion, heard your heart breaking
Help you to find a way to stop all the deep aching
Someday you will rise, walk off down the road
Not straining under this heart heavy load
JUNE
A very heart wrenching point made with clever phrasing and a great rhyme.
I hope you are well.
SMILE
R.E. Knowlton III