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She loved you, Dear Friend And she loves you The very best she could The very best she can She was never enough And isn't, and won't ever be Enough to satisfy your needs Enough to meet your expectations Her love was never enough And isn't, and never will be Enough to undo the damage that she did And the damage that she didn't do She was, and is, proud of you Although that wasn't, and isn't, enough Because she couldn't, and can't, tell you
Because you couldn't, and can't, believe it “She” is a woman, more than one She is many individuals She is all the larger social entities She is every entity that ever let you down She is life itself She is a disappointment For you, she was inadequate By you, she was rejected Who is “she”, to you? A parent who could never be pleased? A spouse, a lover, a friend? Who betrayed you Maybe a job situation that left you bitter And feeling like a failure Or maybe the church or even your God Plays that role, for you You've built your anger into a fortress That provides a bit of protection From the simmering pain Of that abandonment And sometimes a bit of distraction From the taunting voices Crying from both ends of that two-way street “Not good enough”, “Never good enough”
But hush now, child; it's beginning to rain The healing rain falls gently from heaven
Filling in the empty places, with peace Melting down the sharp edges, with acceptance The disappointment, the rejection The inadequacies, the hurt Blending into a thing of purpose Transforming into a thing of great beauty The gentle rain falls for you Can you hear it? From somewhere behind Your dark, closed window The rain restores your hope, and washes away The fear that chokes the life from you But it can only begin its work After you dare to step outside
RoseDQ September 2012