Sara Stowell

Helping Friend - Poem by Sara Stowell

Bring me your cuts and I will heal,
leave me your stress and strain to feel.
Rid yourself of those tears, fears, and pain,
leave them on my lap from whence you came.

And when you are ready to knock at my door,
come back inside again once more.
I'll wait until your ready to advise,
Then leave you again once the wise.

And all I'll ask is just a hug,
A smile perhaps, or just a shrug.
You know that I'll always be here
to wipe away those bitter tears.

There'll be no charge, no bill to store,
My own beautiful Child Forevermore.

Note- One of my shorter ones, reflecting back on some things both fairly old and new. Sorry about the title here, my mind went blank.

© S.E.S

Comments about Helping Friend by Sara Stowell

  • (4/20/2006 8:59:00 PM)

    Very touching, brings to mind so many different people in life. Excellent! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, May 12, 2006

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