I wonder how often someone has waited
For me to let them in
Or open up
Or give them an answer
Or pay them attention
Or take their hand
Or show them kindness…
I wonder this now
because I wait for you
I hold no expectation
But must I not dare to hope
And how often we think it is a small thing
And does not matter
And so we do not answer
And so now
As I wait
May I remember to answer those who perhaps
Just maybe
Are waiting for me.
What made you write this? It’s true….in your relationship?
Some mysteries should stay mysteries.
We are usually blind to what we cause to and in another’s life ~ excellent pearl of wisdom !
May we have eyes to see.