Oh! I see.
What do you see?
I see that for every smile that is real, there is a weathered heart.
Oh! I see.
What do you see?
I see that for every ear that is listening, there is a battered soul.
Oh! I see.
What do you see?
I see that for every hand that is offered, there is hope for trust.
Oh! I see.
What do you see?
I see that for every tear that drops, there is a wealth of love.
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Wow Pearlie, that poem touches me. It was so good to see you over at my blog again my dear first blogging friend!
ReplyDeleteThanks Julia!
ReplyDeleteI am "always" at your blog, just not often enough :)
Good thoughts Pearlie. - Dave
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Hey Dave. Thanks :)
ReplyDeleteAnd for dropping by too - I have been quiet lately.