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Pookey's Poems

(03/06/1959 / Chicago)

Can't Be Without


You depend on another
To make you feel better
If there is dissension
There is apprehension

There are no tears
No fits to disagree
The pain in your eyes
Is but a silent scream

You can't bear to be without
The one that you love
There's a need in you
You can't be without

So honey I'll not go
See my open arms
There's a debt that is owed
I'll keep you from harm

So you shift the weight
That resides on the shoulders
There's too much on your plate
Let me take those huge boulders

Submitted: Friday, August 18, 2006
Edited: Thursday, August 26, 2010

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  • Patricia Grantham (6/24/2013 8:01:00 AM)

    A lovely poem. There are some things we can't
    live without, on the other hand there are some
    things we can. Love is one of them. (Report) Reply

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