It’s so hard to see you suffer

you walk slowly

in such pain

and I can only

stand by, watching

as you linger

in the rain

wishing I could give you

the vitality of life

of youth again renewed

of strife

so long subdued.


The weary earth trembles

it shakes underneath

the stress

the pain

the weight of all it has to bear

as we sit by

and watch her there



Filed under Free Verse, Letter, Memoir

6 responses to “Terra

  1. visual, vivid, and beautiful …

    Happy Potluck.

  2. Wonderful piece of writing 🙂

  3. It’s hard to know what to do in these circumstances.

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