Turmoil Poem by Robert Green

Your mind so tired, I can tell

we rant and we rave and feel the need to yell

I pull up a stool

you think I'm a fool

Opposite you I sit

and look at you for a bit

take hold of your hands

note the missing bands

Your fingers I twirl

My minds in a whirl

to tell you what I feel

and let you know its real

feelings and emotions

am I just going through the motions?

In your eyes I stare so deep

for the secrets that you keep

for the times I deny

I say with a sigh

I LOVE YOU





RG/RR