Poetry to honour the counselling
Could I ask you to hold this lamp for a moment?
Would you mind?
Only I’m tired and weary from my travels
I have these heavy bags
And it’s getting dark
My glasses are misted over
And I can’t see very well
Would you be good enough to hold this lamp?
Just for a moment?
That would be ever so kind
Ah! That’s better already
I’ve got a free hand
Now let me put these bags down
And clean my glasses
And wipe my eyes
Ah, that’s better, I can see
A little bit further down the road now
I need just enough light to see me through
The next step or two
Then perhaps I can carry on
I don’t think I need all this stuff though
Maybe I’ll recycle some when the time’s right
I think I can take back my lamp now
I’m sure I can manage
And thank you so much for your time
I’m really glad I met you
You seemed to know just what I needed
You were more than happy to hold my lamp
You’ve been ever so kind
Written by J and inspired by counselling with Ian at IPSUM