Sense Of Pride Poem by Sharron Stephenson
Sense Of Pride
to feel the pain,
see the misery,
shake the soul,
check the pulse,
a heart beat,
the memories are still as raw,
as the first thrust,
as the say time is a great healer,
(what a pile of water) ,
the longer time goes on,
the weaker we may feel,
a sense of pride,
a pinch of love,
can bring peace and happiness,
into the live,
of a lonely child
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