Can there ever be too much whole face listening,
a time when acknowledgement was no longer needed,
when kindness was overdone?
No desire for extra hands to lighten the load?
A day when being vulnerable was a waste of courage?
Letting another see your frailty a chance not worth taking?
A moment of too much love?
Walk out onto your street and look.
Those downcast eyes are the reply.
Run now, its not too late.
© Ali Grimshaw