Weakness
Weakness
Comes in many forms
Physical mental when born
Some happen as we grow
Accidents happen as we know
People change grow sad
Others change go mad
Some are left with empty hearts
The complication of growing old
Weakness takes its toll
We should if you can lend a hand
We the strong should carry the load
Why because it is God that loves all
Copyright © Niall Fulham | Year Posted 2017
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