by CAJ

 

Time to Heal

 

Come into the warmth

of my constancy

and I'll give you quiet.

Sorrow is seldom sweet,

and harder still

with loneliness

for a constant companion.

 

I'll give you peace

and time to heal

while you see, and sort out,

some travel-chart to happiness.

 

Loving breeds all goodness,

or kills it,

and helping you back

from being hurt

is striking out

for goodness, everywhere.

 

Once you are well,

perhaps you'll walk head-high

into someone else's summer

and my loving you

will be all the love I've ever known.

 But, I'd rather that

than see you sorrowful

in every season's rainfall.