I’m not sure I can help
but my heart wants to try.
Oh, I can shop for you or
bring you dinner.
I can even help you up
should you fall.
But when the hunger is
inside, when the break is
where no one can see,
then all we can do is be
a greenhouse for each other.
A Question to Walk With: How do you help someone you love when where they are hurting is invisible?
This excerpt is from my book of poems, The Gods Visit.