push

[thrall]

Arms that comfort
Arms that hold
Arms that push away

Ground that’s lost
Ground that found
Ground that’s blown away

To hold truth
To tell a lie
The choices can be weary

Pain of heart
Pain of soul
Pain of death so dreary

[isabeau6]

so true...you are awesome thrall..

[tessa]

Each and every time I read your words, I am left in stunned awe.

tessa

[Rhabbi]

thrall,

This poem says more than most can read. Keep up the good work.

[Warbaby1943]

Pain eventually leaves but your words will remain. Nice.