I, Me, Myself....

As I reached out to the stick,
You gave me your hands to hold.
As I leant forward for support,
"My shoulders are there for you", you told.
As I moved ahead to hold your hands,
The earth slipped off me like sand.
As I came to lean on your shoulders,
My earth came crashing down like boulders.
There was no one beside me,
For me to lean, or for me to hold.
I was standing, all by myself,
All alone, at the end of the road.....

By Preethy