Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Numb3rs. Comments are welcome as are flames. I don't write much poetry but I liked this one. Please R&R.

Only my heart can see

He works and works in his own space

Solving problems at a feverish pace

Attempting to break his brother's new case

He emerges, tears rolling down his face


He is so strong, emotions never show why

I do not know what would make him cry

Does he think he had let someone die?

No matter what, on me he can rely


I take his hand and pull him close to me

In my embrace no harm to him can be

To find out, only patience is the key

How to help only my heart will see.