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The Language of Love

This poem was inspired by “The Poetic Glory Of This Day” 
Written by: Panagiota Romios

The Language of Love
When other helpers fail and comforts flee
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me……
We’re all flawless on the day we arrive
It’s love that helps our spirit to survive
Hearts need to be handled with tender care
Sadly that’s something that’s not always there.

We don’t need riches or designer clothes
Just to be fed and watered by hearts of gold 
Safe in the fold of on whom we depend
To raise us with kindness that never ends.

When we venture into the world outside
‘Tis to be hoped lesson’s learnt are our guide 
That we must respect everyone we meet 
Be caring, gracious and always discreet.

We may walk through rough storms along the way
But this is what our dear Lord has to say
He said “forgive seventy times seven”
Four hundred and ninety steps to heaven.

“Kindness is the world wide language of love
A conversation that begins with us.”
28th October 2021

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Judy Ball October 30, 2021 at 1:08 PM Oh So So True my friend. We should treat others the way we want to be treated. Because eventually that is what happens. Whatever we send out comes back to us times thrice. Good stuff here. Love it. God Bless, JB Beryl Edmonds October 30, 2021 at 4:23 PM So true what you have said too. Thank you my friend and God Bless you… Belle

Bryan Norton October 30, 2021 at 3:54 AM Wow-what beautiful poetry, and most of all, what beautiful thoughts. This poem is something to treasure and something to read from day to day. This is surely one of my favorites. Good job, Bryan Beryl Edmonds October 30, 2021 at 4:21 PM Thank you a Bryan, I’m truly appreciative of those kind words… Belle

Silpika Kalita October 29, 2021 at 3:06 AM A beautiful write as healing soup for the soul! Regards Beryl Edmonds October 29, 2021 at 3:57 PM Thank you so much Silpika, I like that expression, “healing soup for the soul” - wonderful! Belle

Panagiota Romios October 29, 2021 at 1:50 AM Belle, greetings! I was not disappointed, you always come through with a powerful message. Thank you, for mentioning me and the POTD. How gracious of you, The hardest thing for me, is to forgive myself. How about that one? Panagiota Beryl Edmonds October 29, 2021 at 3:49 PM Thank you Panagiota, for both the comments and the inspiration for this poem. It is hard to forgive oneself if you know you have hurt someone, the guilt is hard to shift, but lessons get learnt and we hopefully don’t make the same mistake again. How about that one? How about a joint one? Belle

Rico Leffanta October 28, 2021 at 11:30 AM Like a smile, kindness is infectious but no innoculation is needed! Beryl Edmonds October 28, 2021 at 12:12 PM I like that Rico, it’s so true too. Thank you… Belle

Tom Cunningham October 28, 2021 at 2:54 AM Well written Belle, if there was more love in the world how wonderful that would be. Hope you're well. Tom Beryl Edmonds October 28, 2021 at 12:11 PM Thank you Tom, the world would indeed be a better place if there was more love in it and less hate. All’s well, Belle

Victor Buhagiar October 27, 2021 at 10:10 PM This reminds me of the "good" thief who gain heaven in the last moment. Beautiful poem. We must always forgive. Beryl Edmonds October 28, 2021 at 12:28 AM Thank you Victor, when you forgive your heart takes a lift… Belle