Weep No More My Friend
It matters what you do and say
But sometimes life gets in the way
When all is lost or so you think
You'll once again be in the pink
At times it's hard to recognize
The mysteries that give you rise
But worry not my hurting friend
I have strong shoulders I can lend
Troubles grow and love seems small
But all you have to do is call
Just turn to me,I'll be there fast
These painful times,they will not last
Let me help,I'll do my best
To put your broken heart at rest
Been there for me so many times
On many steep and difficult climbs
So put your shaky hand in mine
And we'll look for a positive sign
That life will treat you better soon
And we will sing a happy tune
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2010
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