Monday, April 7, 2008

Reaching Her

Cries for help in the darkness

Not my darkness, but her own

Stretching a hand toward me

Then pulling back when I try to help

This dance...

I have spent minutes, hours

Days and even weeks

Searching for the way

But because of the darkness

I will be merely reaching out

Never touching, never grasping

Never truly

Reaching her.

2 comments:

Robert McEvily said...

Frustrating, awful... excellent.

Michelle Davis said...

Thank you so much....the joys and heartaches of teaching!