He sat amongst a crowd that surrounded him and yet he was alone.
The joys of friendship and love to him represented the unknown.
Afraid to make himself vulnerable; he kept his distance from others.
He never learned to cherish good times spent with his many sisters and brothers.
So there he was in a crowd but unable to reach out and embrace.
To love meant to be brave enough to let down his stone cold wall; it was love he could not face.
He never knew what joy he missed for he had never let himself be brave.
So whereí ere he went he hid behind the wall behind which he lived a life so grave.
If only he had torn down that wall; if only he had been brave enough to care.
What joys he could have known with others and what wonders he could share.
Let not yourself hide behind a wall which only makes you a prisoner of your own making.
Joy and happiness is in sharing; caring and loving and it is there for the taking.