When they shed tears,
Shade with them.
Have a downy heart
And just let them flow.
Comfort the weak
And you'll have
a heart of gold.
Life's cruel,
Learn that.
A cup of water for supper,
Two plates just to taste.
So, comfort the weak
And you'll have
A heart of gold.
The sick he heald,
The hungry he fed
To the hopeless,
Hope he gave
He did have
A heart of gold.
So comfort them,
Give them hope.
Stand for them
And you won't drop.
Comfort them
And you'll have
A heart of gold.
Comfort the weak And you'll have a heart of gold. weakness, poverty, sickness, compassion is the word for all of us to practice....... you are presenting again and again wonderful thoughts of love and life dear poet.........thank u very much. tony
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Sober and compassionate reflection with a call for universal brotherhood of man. Very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing Teddy.