lean on

 

here, you lean on me and I'll lean on you

the hours are long but our days are few

and troubles are heavy and so hard to bare

so let's lean together and learn how to share

here, you lean on me and I'll lean back

the pains are too many to ever keep track

and we can't decide how to act or deal

so let's lean together to help how we feel

here, you lean on me and I'll lean as well

the heartache is not very quick to dispel

and the past has some grievances left to atone

so let's lean together and not be alone

here, you lean on me and I'll lean the same

the world keeps on turning and no one's to blame

and we are but grains in a great sea of sand

we lean on eachother, but it's faith where we stand

--written by me, inspired by my husband.   Photograph was taken by the wonderful and beautiful Que Brown, who was the doula who attended the birth.  She took this picture while I was in the early stage of active labor and I just think the picture alone is worth a thousand words...but I wrote a poem anyway.