pain

--for a dear friend

it's the littlest things
that we take for granted;
the etch of a smile,
the warmth of a laugh,
the smell of newly-washed hair.

it's human nature, darling
to see the richness of life
only when the end is near;
oftimes we forget,
too caught up in our worries
and pain.

and often we find that
it's the littlest things
that we will miss so dearly,
the littlest things that will
tug at our heartstings.

so we seek comfort
in our sorrow and tears;
hoping that those
little droplets will soothe
the redness in our hearts.

the pain is never too deep
the truth is never too real
yes, it hurts i know.

we will pray
for Time to heal
even if not completely;
at least the wound would not be
as raw.

You've got us, my friend.