Now a ray of light, warmth where you do not want it. An offering of food, compassion where you do not need it. A gentle touch of hand, concern from where you do not expect it. An open heart and listening ears let tears fall when they overwhelm you. Healing, in spite of it all....
A girl reads a poem written by her friend who thinks that her poems are bad. She is wrong. Obviously. It is clear to everyone except the poet. She is oblivious.
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Now a ray of light,
warmth where you do not want it.
An offering of food,
compassion where you do not need it.
A gentle touch of hand,
concern from where you do not expect it.
An open heart and listening ears
let tears fall when they overwhelm you.
Healing, in spite of it all....
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written by her friend
who thinks that her poems are bad.
She is wrong.
Obviously.
It is clear to everyone
except the poet.
She is oblivious.
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