It Saddens me to see
You so Cold,
Beyond the Depth of Loneliness.
I Want to Know about you,
Even in your Woes..
Though it may not be in my Place,
Let me in..
I’ll be a Friend..
To be of Aid in your Mends.
Trust me enough to Tell of your Stories..
I Promise..I will Listen the Whole way through,
Till the Dead Ends of Night..
Just to watch your Book of the Past Transcend..
Burn off and Die into the Winds.
I’ll Remain to see you be Born again,
To see the Man I know you are
Live to be Set Free,
And to watch those Gentle Eyes of a
Small Boy Light up Once more..
Gazing Upon the Sky,
Ever so Bright.