cast thy burden
Oct 18, 2007
He fell. Down the mountain. The one he climbed. For roots.
His wife is in the hospital. And when she isn’t, she’s not getting better.
His brother … cancer. They’re not thinking about it. Not gonna let it bother them. But it does. It must.
His daughter is being biopsied. For the thing that took his sister.
His grand baby, the great one, is asleep. Under anesthesia. A ‘procedure’.
Bear my burden. You do it so well.
He’s been doing it for years.
But how do you bear his?
I’ve thought about this. A lot. Even before I had to.
I’m trying to know. But I don’t.
