Comforting A Friend Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tapping fingers on my mind, keeping time with tempos being
felt through tender-hearted feelings.

Touching with empathy, a friend in need of comforting and
love, because his wife has died and left him stricken in a
lonely pod, not going anywhere.

Trying to move forward, having a very difficult time of it,
still in shock at what has happened.

There are no explanations to be given, nothing to say, just
letting him know we'll BE here for him, no matter what he
needs.

Giving us hugs, tears in his saddened eyes, face drawn,
unbelief registering his loss.

We stood there, being quiet, letting him get his mind
together to get done what he must.