To see you weep
In despair,
Hurts me deep
Because I care.
To disclose, you refused,
Why your spirits are low.
Of an act, were you accused?
Did you meet an old foe?
I can only guess ---
You’ve given me no idea.
I’ll get you out of this mess,
So, do tell me, my dear.
I’ll lend you my shoulder,
Hoping you’ll feel better.
It’s as solid as a boulder,
And fits you to the letter.
*Photo credit: Pixabay from Pexels
Do Tell
By emily2u | From the Heart | 5 Jan 2021
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