Grimace, Replace

Many friends that I have are troubled at times Giving them problems creating their rhymes I wish there was something that I could do For them I will pray and send my thoughts, true. They go on their lives with burdens, weighted Regretting their days, some even hated I wish I could reach them, give them my hands For now, words are arms, reaching ‘cross lands. I send thoughts to them all that need loving friends I hope that their miseries soon come to an end May hearts open wide as a smile on their face My wish for them all, their grimace, replace.