Distant Troubles - Closer
O'er many a stormy water,
between raging storms we see
a time of peace, tranquility,
a calmness - time to be.
When we think we travel the road alone,
when life is all despair;
reach out to distant far flung friends
and let us show we care!
We may not be able to lend a hand,
but we can a friendly ear.
By listening, give you voice - to make a stand,
allow that shed of tear.
To know we are not by ourself,
find things in life are 'fun'.
To recognise we're not on a shelf,
Our lives but just begun.
For each has a place upon this earth,
though sometimes it's hard to see;
but if we kew what to expect from birth -
we might not want to be.
Those who help others are angels,
that dwell within this world;
each has his own wrangles,
but when shared they become unfurled.
So I repeat
When we think we travel the road alone,
when life is all despair;
reach out to distant far flung friends
and let us show we care!
Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2008
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