Author: Maranda Berkley
i cry for those who hold back their tears
i love for those who don't know how it feels
i care for those who need a helping hand
i carry myself tall for those who can no longer stand
i feel for those who have nothing left
i give up for those, for many days i have wept
i think for those who cannot keep their thoughts straight
i work for those who are in dire need of a break
i am bruised for those who are abused everyday
i am here for those who only want someone who will stay
i give to those and for many days, i have wept
but i find that for myself there is nothing left
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, May 5 2005, 03:56 am|
oh but ,there is something left...you gave of yourself, your whole souls worth, you gave your blood sweat and tears, have you not ever donated your blood? blood gets restored..donated your time? time we all have plenty of..
given your love?? love always comes back!
there is so much left for yourself with still plenty to give...over and over again, like the sun that keeps returnin' and all things in life...Maranda, think about it...all that you have given, was restored within itself..great read..ya got heart..
|barb (126.96.36.199) -- Thursday, May 5 2005, 04:13 am|
Terrie's right you give til it hurts and you have.We need more people like you a nice caring heart. From all us that need help thank-you.
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