To give is a joy.
To love is happiness.
Strength and dignity matters.
Shyness if there, sweetens the
Harshness of it.
POEM
Like a child I run
To you, believing
In your forgiveness.
I feel that sorrow
Around.
The pain and lost
In my near and dear.
I beg for help
For them and others
From inner lost
With your healing powers.