Love hurts when you love someone so much
that you wish you could suffer in their place
the parents of a dying child in a hospital
day after day holding back tears on their faces
Love hurts when you watch someone you've loved
for decades ravaged by a foul cancer,
unable to protect them from the indignities of disease
unable to lighten the load of pain they carry
Love hurts when you watch someone hurt themselves
and you can't stop them, or reason with them
and you let them make their own painful mistakes
as you stand with outstretched hands to catch them
Love hurts when it's your child that is agony
racked by illness, and you can smell death
love hurts when you know that it will be a rough road
from now on, but you take it to save those you love
Love is beautiful and wonderful, the stuff of fairy tales
the higher than drugs high,
the deeper than the ocean foundation
that gives us a window into the nature of God
never goodbye
It was August, the worst of the summer heat
when the hard news knocked us off our feet
the little black spots on the cold x-ray
stage four and spreading, not much to say
The chemo the nukes, sleeping seven to seven
to weak to even be shocked by nine - eleven
your hair, your beautiful hair fell out like rain
nasty reminders each time unclogging the drain
Unthankful for our thanksgiving relapse trauma
fearful and tearful of the course of this deadly drama
talking to the kids, preparing them to live without you
that was the easy, it was me that didn't know what to do
Sometimes when you slept, you would smile in an opium dream
and I could pretend it...