I
wish I had the
magic words that could take
pain away.
I wish I had the power to fix the problems that plague my friends.
I feel so impotent unable to reach out, hold you close to me and hold
you against by chest until your tears run dry.
I even feel humbled and ashamed to reply feeling that my tiny response
is nothing compared to the power of your writing.
And sometimes I feel guilty that I have been lucky and avoided such
calamity.