This Brick Wall Poem by Rene Bennett

One by one through the years
a wall was built with pain and fears.
Brick by brick it was laid
on solid ground where it stayed.
I tried to listen as you spoke to me
words of wisdom and prophecy.
Yet, I could not hear through the wall
built with strength as not to fall.
Then one day from the sky
I thought I heard an angel cry.
Weeping softly teardrops fell
gathered from life's wishing well.
Two more angels joined her side
and hand in hand all three cried.
Thunder bellowed, rain did fall
tearing down my sturdy wall.
Yet, through the fog I found my way
so brick by brick I build today.