Sometimes (A Poem by Me)

Sometimes

for our own good

I dream of having the ability

to spare you the agony

the despair

the vivid, hopeless pain

of endings

crash landings

failing.




Sharing your whole soul

with a passion

or a person

only to have it vanish

sometimes in a moment

sometimes in many piled high.




The dreams you had

the faith, the investment

the love you tenderly nurtured

Blasted from your heart

sometimes by fear

sometimes by cruel misfortune.




Ah, but as dearly as I wish

to spare you suffering

I must confess a wonderful joy

in watching you arise once more

sometimes slow and tentative

sometimes resilient and bold

never the previous you

reinvented

wiser.




Fresh

scarlet

scars

still stinging

but well-earned

following a heart

you once trusted

and will once more.