Hard Words And A Friend Poem by Sharron Stephenson

My steps my hand,
My coldness my pain,
My battles my scars.

To feel the movement from the beat that,
Sores the rosey smile,
The words i speak the words i hear,
I love you.

The peace and warmth from a friend,
Above.

My step my hand,
My coldness my pain,
My battles my scars.

The words i speak the words i hear,
I love you.

The peace and warmth from a friend,
Above.

To feel the movement from the beat that,
Sores the rosey smiles.

My hand my step,
My battles my pain,
My coldness my scars