My Wounded Hero Poem by Janis Land Raymer

As his words hit
your mental skies
I see the terror
fill your eyes.
Staring at me
with tears overflowing
needing reassurance-
all the while knowing
my words were empty
had no substance at all.
I wonder if you knew
or even saw
the horror and helplessness
raw and angry.
The idea of life
without you
terrifying and lonely.
You're my best friend
You bring out the best in me.
You're my greatest adversary
challenging me daily to dream hard
and love harder.
You're my only honest critic
keeping me at the top of my game
You're my biggest fan
win of lose, cheering all the same
So when you ask
'Am I gonna die? '
Struggling to face your immortality.
I hope you cannot see,
My struggle to comfort and give strength
to the strongest woman
I've ever known.