Misfortune struck us like a flooding storm,
We clung together, drowning, mouths agape,
But only I could swim, so you were borne
Upon me as I struggled to escape.
Every burden placed upon your back
Was doubled on my shoulders with my own;
Every crisis, every fate’s attack
I carried for the sake of love alone.
And when at last your fortunes turned to light,
My devotion having carried you to shore,
You headed inland, heedless of my plight
In shallows kneeling, spent, depleted, sore.
And still I’m here, within the sight of land,
Immersed in grief without the strength to stand. |
