I can’t give solutions to all of life’s problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.
I can’t change your past with all it’s heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can’t keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.
I can’t prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.
I can’t give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.
I can’t keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.
I can’t tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.
I am praying for you, my friend.
BigDadGib
August 23, 2007 at 11:14 pm
It is good to have an amigo like you.
August 24, 2007 at 3:01 am
Such beautiful words, Gib.
August 24, 2007 at 3:41 pm
You got a big heart Gib. God Bless you.
August 24, 2007 at 5:54 pm
Very deep and poetic, A second career for you?
August 26, 2007 at 10:27 am
Thanks for your visit and comment at my blog. I love this poem! Is it okay if I forward it on to my daughter? Thanks!
August 26, 2007 at 11:28 am
Howdy, Cousin,
Would love to hear from you when you get a chance, for help in putting you on the Purtee family tree. BTW, in an alternate world I used to fantasize about being long-haul trucker (and my first wife actually became one–go figure). Instead I do a lot of world traveling and let others handle the transportation issues.
August 26, 2007 at 3:40 pm
That is just beautiful and exactly what a friend is all about.