Being Here by Andy Calloway

"What's on your mind today?" she asked,

"Oh, you know," I said, "the usual mix;

Things that I shouldn't stress about,

Things nobody can fix.

The hopeless hopes, the fearsome fears,

The same old thoughts, both light and dark:

Some that come and then quickly go,

Others that leave their mark."

"Anything I can do?" she asked,

"I know loneliness can be tough."

And thanking her, I shook my head,

"Your being here's enough."