Dave and Sally
I
told my friend his wife had cancer there
And sadly so that proved to be the case.
I caused his soul to steep in deep despair
And left him hanging in his needy place.
She suffered mightily as she shook this coil
With I not there for him as she did go.
I failed to see how this might make him broil
And jeopardize the friendship I love so.
There is no good excuse for what I've done.
(Consoling is an art I do not well.)
Why do I always seem to loved ones shun
And steer to toll some lonely, mindless bell?
Perhaps it's true that time might heal this cleft
But I must change my ways or be bereft...
Blue Bell PA
24 October 2006