A Walk in Her Shoes?

Can I but through the loss just feel the love
That she had always meant for me alone?
Could I but for the pain just rise above
To gain perspective and pay back the loan?

Might I but sense the awfulness she felt
To try to teach me what I dared not learn?
Could I endure the pain that caused the whelt
So madd'ning she'd no options to discern?

Dare I the possibilities enrich
That peace and joy I never sought for her?
Could I but half the hope that here's a niche
In which she'd see some place she might prefer?

Dear Lord, please hear my prayer this Sabbath eve
That there's more left to life than but bereave....

Austerlitz, NY
18 August 2006