my heart

we've come sooooooo far it's amazing.

he declined the play today, and i didn't mind at all.

he was shootin' clay things you throw in the air
while i was drivin' down and i was tickled for him
that he could get out and have some time to himself.

as i pulled into the theater, he called to tell me
his shooting stories and i was laughing and eggin' him
on.

we've definitely come a long way together.

passin' thru his town on the way home. he was just
finishin' grocery shopping. popsicles in the car.
just enough time to stop in the parking lot for a hug
and report of the day.

i ran to give him a hug.
missed him.
his eyes were tired.
that sad tired they get.

when i see that look, i always want to be there for
him. to make him smile. i so wish i could take some
of the stuff away for a little while...
it's so hard to watch.

he caught me up on things.
i played with his shirt a lot.
moving the fabric here and there as i listened.
nothing helpful to say.

made him laugh, told him i loved him. and watched
him go on his way....

i wish i had something to give him to make it all okay.

and then i remember that bone sigh. funny, wasn't even
written for him. was written for a friend in rehab....
but it sure means something to me tonite...and it's all
about him......

i give you my heart....
sometimes i just don't think it's enough....
and then sometimes i know it's everything.