We watch from far off places, <br />tragedies of old and young. <br />We wish that we could something to help them. <br />We have only words to give, <br />as our arms won’t stretch out there. <br />We try to make our message <br />as helpful as we can. <br />Sometimes it is not good enough <br />and our words fall on stony ground <br />as those we try to help have other plans. <br />If for some reason, <br />our message of hope gets through. <br />They might thank us, <br />and then they might not. <br />It does not really matter <br />if they do or do not. <br />Thank us that is. <br />Just so long as we’ve been able to help <br />them get through another day. <br />That is all that really matter <br />and all I have to say. <br /> <br />28 June 2007<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-wish-2/
