When you are dazed, confused..
When you feel.. looking at everything.. amused,
When there are answers to questions you donot know,
When things seem fine, but happiness does not show,
When things turn inside out,
And you want to do nothing.. but scream and shout..
When you are around people yet alone,
When you should be happy when rings beside the fone,
When there are thousands of questions unknown,
And in the night.. the moon is not shone..
And what do you so is all you ask,
A challenge.. seems every task...
And then when walks in that Angel to mend..
Devoid of halo or wings.. just there.. for a hand to lend.
What else would you call that God-given Gift..
Nothing else.. but your most Precious Friend..
Dedicated to some people.. Who have helped me sail through tyrannical times... God Bless you!!!!
1 comment:
frnds precious are few...
who care 4 u..
say thank u..
to god who has blessed u.
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