the_poet

Just finished reading a beautiful poem by Simon Starrie. Thought I'd share... A poem to help those troubled in the small hours I’ll hug you and hold you shake off your fears and doubts take your demons and cast them out One by one they leave and its just you and me Lay yourself down, and let yourself dream Friends, some invisible, love you very much, And while you sleep, they lend a loving touch. You have qualities, hidden and seen Drift away, let yourself dream. You’ll be fine, everything will be okay Let yourself sleep, and drift away. Its dark but you have such colour, It’s just you, but you need no other. You’ve been through more suffering, than the hills have seen rain Want you to know that I’ll be there for you, forever and again. 　 Nurture yourself to keep your soul strong eat your favourite food, play your favourite song There is a secret in you, a joy to behold You’ll share it one day, your life is half-told We understand you We care for you We will always see you through Stay courageous You’ll always have us. So that was your darkest day, Your darkest night has just begun You can’t even start to think you’ll make it to the morning sun. The rain hits the window, your heart is in sorrow Hang in there, together we’ll make it till tomorrow. An early morning, a field’s summer dew, We hung in there, we made it through. So keep your light shining, your head rightly held high, when things go wrong, shrug shoulders and sigh The frost never came or that dark winter night The sun’s up and rising, everything’ll be alright.

Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed. Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed. Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need. I say love, it is a flower, and you its only seed. It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance. It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give, and the soul afraid of dyin' that never learns to live. When the night has been too lonely and the road has been to long, and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows lies the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose.

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He liked parachutes, she liked x & y so they went out for the day...