Dedicated to all of the friends I have made along the way, the parents/grandparents and relatives and sometime’s just simply the people who get it!
I wish I had known you when
the health visitor asked
‘Is that all she can say?’
I wish I had known you that day
full of doom and gloom,
the first time sitting in the
children’s outpatient waiting room.
I wish I had known you
the first day it became inappropriate
for her to cry and freeze
in the super market, all eyes on me.
On the outside I was a rock
on the inside pink melting candy floss.
I wish I had known you when she was five
and still the stairs she screamed were too high.
I wish I had known you then.
It would have been nice to have had a friend.
I wish I had known you when the first friend
dropped away, communications just came to an end.
I wish I had known you every step of the way,
because had I , I’d have been able to say…
You’re doing just fine,
you’re so very kind,
I’ve a moment to hear
I can always be near.
As you hit each new issue
and reach for a tissue
I would have listened.
I would have stood at your side
been along for the ride.
I wish we would have known each other
back then,
when all of us felt alone and needed a friend.
Karen Hayward ©2015
