At
times a warm smile can be better than a laugh
Only know you can't, until you've
really tried...
Some have it, some don't.
Some really want it, some don't.
Some fear they will never, perhaps
never will again.
Some have all but given up, some have.
Some will not try more than a little,
never to achieve.
Some will flea in fear.
Some will try harder.
Willingness. Patience. Understanding.
Sharing, laughing, smiling.
Hearing music hidden from the world.
Playing with a bear.
Sharing tasty food.
Getting what you want or what want to
give.
Gently healing what has been long
broken thought destroyed.
Weary heart tenderly aided.
Emotions hidden, once tucked behind a
wall.
Awakening.
Where once held in solitary.
Escape.
Now free.
Allowed to roam.
Freedom.
Gaining that which is wanted, worked
for, deserved by every soul.
Success.
Eruption of pleasure feared lost, not
forgotten!
Pancakes for two on a snowy cold
windswept morning.
Conversation, new day, first step as a
new life begins.
Not knowing what life the future has in
store.
Thankful now.
Only for happiness, inexpressible joy
felt in a heart.
Maybe not a laugh.
No, something even greater!
A smile.
Warm smile.
Brighter than a summer sunshine.
A tear.
Appreciation and happiness.
Knowing now again what can, be
achieved.
Feeling.
Knowing one who helped achieve shall
always and forever be remembered.
Fondness felt.
Words can not express.
Once broken.
Softly touched.
An open doorway to healing that which
for so long escaped the eyes.
Should these words reach your ears or
appear before your eyes.
Utter not a word.
My finger to your lips.
Speak not of things shared before you
went upon your way.
Hush in golden silence.
Hear.
Only words I long to say.
Praying.
A journey may be safe.
Wanting, more than life itself for toes
to find happiness in warm sands.
Red to softly be caressed, washed with
gentle waves.
Blond hair to be kissed by the sun.
White powder puff playing at your side.
Hurt shared, freed upon the winds.
Quiet pain hidden from the world.
Hearts shared.
Free now.
Once again loose to grow.
Thank you.
Happy tears begin to flow.
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