It told us nothing
we didn't already know
not that we had
admitted everything -
our worst fears
at best confirmed -
Despite all
the proffered help
for persistence,
parental perspicacity,
percipient patience,
pertinacious power,
positive pleasure,
predicative precision,
purposeful progress
and prudence
there are no substitutes
In the end
we are alone
yet before the end
there are thoughts
to share
burdens to burn
in the fire
of loving friendship
We are all in it together
pacing our parallel paths.
© GERALD ENGLAND
Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 9th September 1981
Publication
1994 International Poetry (USA)
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