Listening, listening

I find so hard to do

I'd much rather be speaking

than listening to you

a guy came to see me

a man under stress

he needed me (or anyone) to listen

so I tried my best

he recounted his woes

and a train of events

words that were said

and numerous offense

he talked and he talked

I watched what I saw

I got something new

.....a lesson

........ a blessing

for me........

and....

maybe for you

he talked and he talked

and then with a start

he'd talked too long

and given no part

no part to me

no part to thinking

he feared he was rambling

and his manners were stinking

"I'm rambling", said he

an apology in mumble

as if his long talking

would cause me to grumble

well, sez me, with a gleam in my eye

I'm listening, you're talking

don't miss what I hear

the way that you're thinking

doesn't happen

if it's only

....... your ear

there is a dialogue you've come too

unlike when alone

so ramble on friend

I won't turn to stone

he surprised me he did

with that small excuse

he cranked up his mouth

and he really let loose

he talked and he reasoned

he argued with him

i liked what I heard

building within

i liked what I heard

and the thoughts that were framing

a solution approaching

and emotions were taming

the guy made some choices

about what he should do

some mistakes that he'd made

and what he'd done true

the guy solved his problem

his soul, it felt free

man,

the dude solved his problem

but the credit

He gave

to

me

!

01/15/2003