Joe Ogborn

poem: if you but knew my love

How can I show you that nothing you do or say
can diminish my love for you?
Oh, how much I wish you would not hide,
seeking to cover your shame beneath the sofa or blanket.

My daughter,
there is nothing to fear.
You shame is more stern than I am,
more condemning that me.
If you could see the love in my eyes,
the smile on my face as you hide in plain sight…

And now to me.
What have I unwittingly communicated to your fragile soul?
I do not love you for your ability
to meet my expectations
or your moral performance.

If you but knew my love,
you would not hide from me.

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