Whatever you do, do not let her go.
I can see her. Her eyes full of fear yet full of hope.
I can see her... Hanging by the rope.
She is in tears. You have her.
You are bleeding but you have her.
Man! Do not let her fall.
I'm on my way. Wait for me.
I'm coming down to help you pull that rope up.
^^ hmm you got me involved in the poem. I like it.
Thank you - I was very moved by your reply. I don't know you, and yet I felt deeply supported by your words:
"I'm on my way. Wait for me.
I'm coming down to help you pull that rope up."
Maybe somehow I can get heads together, better than mine, and find a way to keep her from falling. In the mean time, I am holding onto her will all my love and all my might.