mycannotsmycans

The day after the tragedy has come,
I think about what lies ahead,
What can I do to help,
What more can be said.

I cannot fight like a soldier,
For that is not my destiny,
I cannot search the rubble,
That was not meant for me.

I cannot fight the fires,
That still rage today,
I am not a fire fighter,
What more can I say?

I cannot repair an injury,
Or bring back a life,
Taken so tragically,
In this moment of strife.

I have so many I cannots,
Running through my head,
There must be an I can,
Something I can do, I said.

A feeling of warmth filled my soul,
As the list of I cans came to mind,
A list much longer than my cannots,
I thought of ways to be kind.

I can donate my blood,
Or send a twenty or two,
I can pray to God,
For the fallen and you.

The list goes on forever,
There is something we all can do,
Just follow your heart,
For there lies the clue.
Tina Hecathorn....IL USA