Tuesday, August 19, 2014

We


Such a gentle, quiet dream — a suffering child,
girl and also boy, with wide, moist eyes and scarce
the strength to sigh, and my shoulder,
a sea to rock us by.



2 comments:

Jan said...

So many shoulders have been cried on, dear friend. There is comfort to find there for children as well as for those of us who are not so young.
You write so tenderly...from the heart, William~

William Michaelian said...

You are always so gracious and kind. Thank you, Jan.