it's alright, he said, to comfort me
all you tried to do was care about someone;
it doesn't matter if another doesn't reciprocate,
rejects you, or misunderstands you;
it matters that you loved
I'm sorry that you're hurt, he said;
remember there are those to
whom your willingness
means everything;
it matters that you love them
A son? Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteYes - a very kind and beautiful son. Thank you.
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