The Work of Care

The Work of Care June 28, 2021

I’m not sure I can help

but my heart wants to try.

 

Oh, I can shop for you or

bring you dinner.

 

I can even help you up

should you fall.

 

But when the hunger is

inside, when the break is

where no one can see,

 

then all we can do is be

a greenhouse for each other.

A Question to Walk With: How do you help someone you love when where they are hurting is invisible?

 

This excerpt is from my book of poems, The Gods Visit.

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