Trifling words failed you today
My eyes were but a crystal through which
You looked out at some deep trouble.
Should I have betrayed awareness and laid
A comforting finger? I should have wanted
The crystal to become opaque to save me
From what I might say in that moment.
But now, remembering, in the night, I choke,
Lest your desperate moment found me wanting.
__Margaret E. Haughawout.
Margaret E. Haughawout
(Pittsburg, Kansas: __. 1929)