The Counselor's Task
Troubled souls come seeking my learned advice
Pour out their hearts accompanied by bitter tear,
And share the anguish of their burdened soul
Hoping this lowly counselor’s words will suffice,
To bring some comfort, some freedom from fear
Help them cope with reality and gain some control.
The counselor listens intently and empathizes, too,
Tries to restore confidence, mend the broken whole
Even what is unspoken, the best of counselors hear,
Knowingly suggesting courses to see suffers through
Known for ability to console.
written June 17, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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