You wanted to take care of me,
I stood stunned:
In my mind a tempest stirred,
My thoughts whirled round
Your voice unheard,
Brilliant to bleak the colors ranged,
Patterns clashed and raged,
Many things have traversed here,
Books from page to page,
Ideas and ages old and new,
All left me ill-prepared for you.

Copyright 2018. L.L. Shelton.