The Worth Of Being Needed Poem by Vanessa Dizon Alvarez

It warms my heart to see their days,
Now free from struggle's heavy haze.
Their lives are brighter, eased of pain,
No longer bound by hardship's chain.

Yet sometimes I wish the trials stayed,
So in their need, my worth displayed.
For when they falter, they'd seek me near,
And in their calling, I'd be.

I think of times when I had place,
A voice they sought, a familiar face.
Endless greetings filled the air,
"Are you well? " — they'd always care.

But seasons change, and silence grows,
The warmth of asking no one shows.
Still in my heart, I keep the plea,
That in their need, they'll turn to me.