Some time I need to share

Help him

He struggled a long bent and worn
Carrying with him all that he possessed
Watching him in her compassion stirred
A desire to help to his life to change
And to lift him up along his way
Tired and worn his pride not got yet gone
He would from her have turned away
But she would not let him pass
Without somehow to help him out
With patience long and loving dear
She spoke to him to let her help
A meal was bought and help was given
And yet from him she did not want to walk
A need was felt some how to change
Uplift his life, change his ways
To give to him what he did not have
Yet he would not let her it give
Sorrowing did she then turn away
Parting sad at so little help
She went her way as he did his

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Author: wakofoed

About me, ah well, I am a Poet, a singer, a drummer and photographer .

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