If I could scoop your heartache
   Into these two hands of mine
I would puff until it scattered
   Like an autumn dandelion. 

If I could lift your burden
   And ease your load of care,
I would quickly take it from you
   Even, yes, the greater share. 

But being only human
   There's so little I can do
To ease your care filled hours
   To help you make it through. 

But there is one who loves you
   Who says, "Come Unto Me
All You Who Are Heavy Laden
   My Rest I'll Give To Thee."

Close to you He is, and closer
   Than your breath or hands or feet.
Cast your every care upon Him
   And you'll never know defeat. 

    - Margaret Wilson Owsley
      Jacksonville, Florida