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THE GIFT

I have a gift.
I did not want this gift, it meant suffering and pain.
The pain came because of love.
A love which manifested itself in a child.
The child brought it's love to me and asked for my love.
Sometimes I did not understand this.
Sometimes I did not appreciate it.
Sometimes I was too busy to listen quietly to this love.
But, the love persisted, it was always there
One day the child died.
The love remained.
This time the love came in other forms.

This time there were memories,
There was sadness and anquish
And unbelievable pain.
One day a stranger said, " I understand" and did.
You see, the stranger had also been this way.
We talked together and cried together.
The stanger became my friend as no other had.
My friend said, "I am always here" and was.
One day I lifted my head,
I noticed another grieving, grey and drawn with pain.
I approached and spoke.
I touched and comforted.
I said "I will walk with you" and did.
I also had the gift.

The above poem, "The Gift", was written by Joe Lawley
a co-founder parent of "The Compassionate Friends"

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"A Poem by Helen Steiner Rice"

When I Must Leave You

When I must leave you for a little while,
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears,
And hug your sorrow through the years,
But start out bravely with a gallant smile,
And for my sake and in my name,
Live on and do all Things the same,
Feed not your loneliness on empty days,
But fill each waking hour in useful ways,
Reach out you hand in comfort and in cheer,
And I in turn will comfort you and hold you near,
And never, never be afraid to die,
For I am waiting for you in the sky!



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