What We Give Returns

In ways we least expect 💞

When someone stands on fragile ground,
And silence is the loudest sound
Be steady there, don’t turn away - 
Your presence is what helps them stay

No grand display, no perfect phrase,
Just quiet care in heavy days
A hand to hold, a heart that hears,
A space that honors all their fears

For in the times you choose to show,
A love that asks for none to owe
You plant a seed you may not see,
But grows in shared humanity

And when your own sky turns to gray,
And strength feels distant, slips away
You’ll find those seeds have taken root - 
In gentle acts and offered truth

For those you held will gather near,
With open arms, with presence clear
Returning all you gave before - 
And maybe even something more

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If you enjoyed this poem, please check out more work from myself, and others, at www.chaoticrambling.com

I would love for you to check out my recently published book, “Between Then and Now”, a collection of 60 poems written between the ages of 15 and 39, it’s currently being sold at Amazon. It’s also available on kindle unlimited.

Stay tuned for my book “Between Now and Hope.” It will be released sometime this spring. It’s a collection of poems that focus on making this world a better place.

Thank you for taking the time to read my words.