Que te pasa mi pequeno
What worry is life handing you?
What can we do?
We will try to send a word
To dry your eyes
Make the darkness fade away
And hold your hand
With ink stained hands
Try to understand
We cannot save
But we can cheer you on
Mi valiente
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Faith sees us through.
Comforting words which will Laura will treasure and the number you chose to augment your posting is so excitingly Irish and beautifully sung. A fine verse of caring dear Lorna..
Good write Lorna.
My Dear Lorna,
Ahh…worries, worries, and more worries…
Life hands us many of them that tend to emanate negative emotions. I believe to let those worries we worry about motivate us to do something positive about them.
Thank you my dear poetess for sharing your beautiful poem and your choice of song. They’ve warmed my heart.
Deseo que “esta Laura” (a quien le has dedicado tu poema) sea la mejor guerrera valiente que pueda ser.
I wish you a wonderful day, dear Lorna.🤗
Laura🌻
Love this! The final three lines tie everything together beautifully.
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