As I search the earth for the perfect day.
There is no such thing, so I better go another way.
My family and friends are all wounded and are dealing with strife.
I got to be thankful for I still have a home, a car, two pets and my wife.
But I am no fool for I know all we have can be quickly taken away in a flash.
We can easily go broke, and in one way or another we are all subject to crash.
So we help many others all around us and we do whatever we can.
For what kind of friends would we be if we didn’t? So we reach out and lend a helping hand.
We are not perfect; we are also very wounded and broken hearted just like our friends.
We are fired, rehired, move forward and pick up the pieces and the stress never seems to end.
But we are eternally grateful for the love from our family, our friends, our Lord and our faith.
So we use glue from up above and pray that our time here on earth will be fruitful and not go to waste.
Amen!
©2013, John Michael Domino
Powerful.
I think everyone can relate to your poem John Michael.
With warm regards
Isabella
& a very diligent truth in need
my brother was murdered on Feb 16th
& I feel so utterly broken, I don't
even recognize myself in the mirror
I feel like my soul wants to leave
my body & it is trapped inside
I look like someone punched me in
both eyes...I feel so broken
But I praise God his mercy will
soon steal me away from all this
because there is treasure in every trial
The Lord's Lantern Shines In The Dark
Love & Blessings Always
Vickie
Zach ~ a fellow human
Blessings,
Christine
Ron
Anna
For what kind of friends would we be if we didn’t? So we reach out and lend a helping hand.
So many need a helping hand today, and I hope many heed your message.