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