I am here
Yes, I will hug you
If that fits your needs.
I can hold you close,
And silently share your grief.
I don't mind watching over you,
as I sit listening to your silence.
My pain is as deep as yours,
As I have been in that darkest place.
So yes, rest your head ~
My shoulders are broad and strong.
I can handle horrid details,
It sometimes needs to be said out loud.
Spill over with black bile, I can sponge it off.
Then we can go on together......

But until I see some small sign from you,
That I am wanted
I stand timidly by your side.
I can not read so well,
That I can meet your needs.
Help me please
So I won't walk away.
Without you ever knowing..
I was there.
with love, marty

I wrote this in answer to a poem written in anguish about the sudden death of her son in a car accident.