Respecting Compassion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Respecting Compassion
A silence covers me in curtains of ebony,
hiding beneath the sorrow filling me right now.
Wanting the comfort of someone who loves me to
just sit and be with me.
Talking in not necessary, holding my hand would
be appreciated.
Yet no one knows the ways of human compassion
or else they've forgotten them.
Life needs to be set in fields of love and caring
for the respect of another's life while on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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