Humans - Poem by AHO Speaks
We come as one or two or some times more
To enter the world and open the door
The door to God and love and sharing
To know that here and there some one is caring.
That happiness is not something to buy and sell
For to love another we need not yell.
To work toward that which we do yearn
For not to seek; is really; not to learn.
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