What does it cost?
What does it cost to let a soul bloom and grow,
But love and sincerity, my dear fellow?
Like a gentle smile on a passing face,
Wrapping me like a warm embrace.
A soothing hand on my shaking one,
Its warmth still lingers though all is gone.
A shared laugh in the storm we face,
As the gloom fades without a trace.
"You are the best," beamed a child I once saw,
And O'—when did older souls let kindness go?
So tell me now, my dear fellow:
Did it ever cost to let a soul grow?
Copyright © AG lujayn | Year Posted 2025
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