Its just a fragile flower, underneath that all that angst.
Its just a the thing that hurts me, to see it wilting now.
I can only offer words and hugs, but its not working now.
I cant take away the pain like i used to be able to do.
Its just a part of life, that i know thats tough.
I know that the promise of a day trip or a packet of sweets ,
wont fix it this time.
I know it will get better, but even that doent seemed to go in.
To see the tears falling and the huge pain in his heart.
This is a broken fragile flower and he is my teenage son,
losing his first love.