To April
My dear, I cannot tell,
How painful was your tale,
I wished to ease you pain,
To lift you up again.
The sorrow of what you expressed,
Moved be more than you’ll know,
And though we live miles apart,
A friend I be in your heart.
And thou you are strong, and going on,
Should you need a shoulder, to cry on,
Look to me, for I want to be there,
And free you from your despair.
Remember, I do really care.