Making the world a better place, one contact at a time
Sky crying down on Both Sad and happy people Below, equally
Soul Doc
Slowly energy returns Creativity flows in Ink again on paper
Sitting in silence Watching the agony flow Who will comfort me?
Mother’s sorrow Mournful screaming tears in tissues Will no relief come?
Laughter is the great Healer of pain and sorrow Time and laughter heals
When pain consumes all And tragedy appears dark Be the light of hope
Rushing to help others Over extending self Boundaries still matter
Darkness spilled over Between souls without warning The flood gates open
Young life lost too soon Mother weeping in my arms The life I’ve chosen
Oak log on the fire Flames dancing, wood burning warm Crackle pop comfort
