Sympathy
With her I cry
My tears roll down the cheeks
She cries for the daughter long lost
I cry for the pain she hides
She smiles as life has to go on
I keep her company as friend
My bit I do this way
She has my ears to pour in her pain
Pain and sympathy will go hand in hand.
Copyright © Smita Singh | Year Posted 2017
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