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When You Can't Help

Tears fall, silent rain, Heart aches to heal unseen wounds. Hands reach, touch the void, In the dance of shadowed dreams, Love whispers, yet remains bound.

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Daniel Caplin

Date: 3/21/2024 9:45:00 PM

Hi Don , this is such a powerful verse, there was a time nobody recognised the pain which couldn't be seen, I was that pain after I had meningitis, and nobody could reach me for a very long time , except for that one closet to me. Daniel .

Don Iannone
Date: 3/22/2024 1:43:00 AM

Thanks Daniel. It came from my heart. Relationships are truly complex; more so than we can ever imagine.take care. Don

Susan Ashley

Date: 3/20/2024 9:14:00 PM

Dear Don, the sad beauty of your imagery is deeply moving. A potent poignant piece of love and pain.. “hands reach, touch the void” - so evocative! Soulful splendor. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Don Iannone
Date: 3/20/2024 9:41:00 PM

Hi Susan, thank you. It's hard, if not impossible, to help someone who cannot help themselves. Best wishes, Don