BE THE HEALINGA Poem by Rene Velez
A hand is there,
constantly aware, of a need. A soul to feed, healing. A comforting feeling, a warm washcloth, cleansing and soft. A hug and kiss between tears, holding what's dear in the heart, rest and restart, where the strength is love. To look past the dark clouds, safe and sound, humble and proud, love is the feeling into the healing if one is in need, love takes the lead. © 2018 Rene Velez |
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1 Review Added on January 5, 2018 Last Updated on January 5, 2018 AuthorRene VelezNew York City, NYAboutPoetry... what else needs to be said? [email protected] more..Writing
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