I Promise To Try and Help

Wow, what a switch

From our usual talks

And discussions.


Usually it's me

Needing the help

With you standing by.


But now you are so confused

Unsure of where to turn.

Unable to understand yourself

And feeling so accused.


Fear not my dear

For I am forever near

Sitting and forever listening

To what you want me to hear.


And if tears shall shed

Please do not dread.

Just say what's need said.

And let me help you clear your head.

The End

1 comment about this poem Feed