One Caring Word Poem by Patti Masterman

I can second guess your thoughts;
Follow to their logical end,
That no one understood you
And that you could never win.

But you undersold yourself
Time and time again;
The one who I saw who lived his life
Too well, but without friends.

He trusted life, remained himself,
But thought he'd fallen behind,
And bought the recriminations wholesale
And held them before his mind.

He held them up before him
Like a path that he must walk
While all the time he did his best,
But he could never talk

When it seemed there was nothing left,
To salvage his agony,
He did the thing that he thought best,
And left it as it be.

Why is life so shallow
That we take the surface view,
And never stop to wonder
What one caring word could do?