For You, From Me
Write away troubles,
put them in a tree,
a ground up and flattened tree.
Right away troubles
Come on back to me.
Write away troubles,
put them in a machine,
ground up into bits,
spit out the other end.
Right away troubles
are seen by new friends,
and right away the troubled
starts to mend.
I AM so thankful
to all the poets dear
who say the sweet things
my heart has longed to hear.
I want to give back
the love you have shared
I want to say
God knows you have helped me,
God knows you love
to share your sweet heart.
God loves to say thank you,
And thank you, for helping me!
Copyright © Dan Helppi | Year Posted 2014
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