if it hurts, you can tell me
just whisper it in my ear
i am listening to you, i am
more than you mostly believe

i would like to walk these days with you
these island and mountain and northern days
i would like to celebrate these weddings,
& cry these grampa tears
and carry you through this season-change, this coming sea-change
& you can hear me through more than little typed letters,
i promise you can
let me teach you to listen.