I give them my heart
in hope they will treat it well
with care and compassion
so that it may comfort them in
their time of needs
when all hope is lost
and they need a friends' love

I give them my mind
to help in time of
puzzled minds and lost
thoughts while they are
bending over clutching their heads
with pounding thoughts and
seamless ideas

I give them my body
for protection and for that comfort safe presence
for manual labor
to exploit for their needs
and their needs only
so they may accomplish what
it is they desire to have accomplished

I give them my emotion
to take my feelings
as if to replace their own
and fill themselves with happiness
instead of sorrow or grief
to fulfill their expectations of
what it is like to live

I give them my soul
the last part of me
that is worth anything to
anyone or anything
to show them what it is like to
be more than one
I am not me
for I live
in the hands of others