Rehabilitation

I cannot know the agonies you feel
firsthand – while pain is all too real
I comprehend the message in your
eyes. Send this curse away is clear;
as cogent I surmise as is the wish
to end it now would likely be. But
that’s not how the set is played my
friend, you’re trapped within a place
where losing faith’s ability ensures a
temporary loss of upper hand. The
state of infancy is there be obeyed,
limitations but an opportunity with
rare and precious gifts to grasp and
wear at childhood’s end. We’re here
to hearken to the wisdom in your
rueful smile, reminisce and listen
to your memories, share in this,
your youthful rehabilitation
© 30 June 2008, I. D. Carswell

For Jerry Hughes.