Sometimes this child inside just sees all the hurt and pain in this world
and her tears from her heart fall from my eyes
and I have to fight even harder to get right down deep, beside her inside
take her in comforting arms my higher power provides me with
and remind her of all the beauty that shines through that pain she sees...
This is the power of our journeys, the power of every smile we conjure up
amongst our frowns...
That's why the sky is so beautifully pale blue on a nice day
That's why the red rose looks so beautiful amongst the weeds
That's why we all are special,
cause 'He' sees and loves us never the less
freeflowpoet
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