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Compassionate FriendI can tell by your look friend that we need to talk So come take my hand and let's go for a walk See I'm not like the others, I won't shy away Because I want to hear what you've got to say Your child has died and you need to be heard But they don't want to hear a single word They tell you your child's with God so be strong They say all the 'right' things that sound somehow wrong They're just hurting for you and trying to say They'd give anything to take your pain away But they struggle with feelings they can't understand So forgive them for not offering a surer hand I'll walk in your shoes for more than a mile I'll wait while you cry and be glad when you smile I won't criticize you or judge you or scorn I'll just stay by your side 'til your night turns to morn Yes the journey is hard and unbearably long And I know that you're thinking you're not all that strong So just take my hand cause I've good time to spare And I know how it hurts, friend, for I have been there See, I owe a large debt you can help me repay For not long ago I was helped the same way And I stumbled and fell through a world so unreal So believe me when I say I know how you feel I don't look for praise or financial gain And I'm not the kind who gets joy out of pain I'm just a strong builder who'll be there 'til the end Someone who will be your compassionate friend Author Unknown |
"My Mum Is A Survivor"
My Mum is a survivor,
© Written by Kaye Des'Ormeaux, copied with her kind permission. |
"My Dad Is A Survivor"My dad is a survivor too...which is no surprise to me. He's always been like a lighthouse, that helps you cross a stormy sea. But, I walk with my dad each day, to lift him when he's down. I wipe away the tears he hides from others. He cries when no one's around. I watch him sit up late at night, with my picture in his hand. He cries as he tries to grieve alone, and wishes he could understand. My dad is like a tower of strength, he's the greatest of them all!! But there's times when he needs to cry... Please be there when he falls. Hold his hand or pat his shoulder... and tell him it's okay. Be his strength when he's sad, help him mourn in his own way. Now, as I watch over my precious dad, from the heaven's up above... I'm so proud that he's a survivor, and I can still feel his love!! |
The Mention Of His Name"The mention of my child's name,may bring tears to my eyes, But it never fails to bring music to my ears" "If you are really my friend, Let me hear the beautiful music of his name. It soothes my broken heart and sings to my soul" |
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