​​by Cheryl J. Howell

Dec. 2, 2012

For Gatie​​

Sometimes I just hurt—
I’m not getting through,
Don’t seem to know why
Cause my heart is true.

We are family
On that fact I rest,
You’re held in my heart,
I’m out for your best.

I wish you such joy,
You know I love you—
And I always will.
What am I to do?

Here is my heart now
Spilling over with care,
The wall must come down
And should not be there.

Can’t leave you buried
Or sinking in sand,
Love holds together,
Reach out, take my hand.

© 2012 Cheryl J. Howell. All rights reserved.
Photo by G.W. Grimm-Howell