Branch, Bowed

There's a time to join the rain

in tears . . .

     for words hastily spoken,

     silence unbroken . . .

     for unseen pleas in another's eyes,

     blinding deafness to mute cries . . .

     for failing to ask or understand,

     sadly missed moments to lend a hand . . .

     for letting trust give way to doubt,

     poor judgment driving friendship out.

There's a time to join the rain

in tears.