The rain falls gently as he crosses the street
His movements cautious, his mind focused on one thing
His son, asleep on his shoulder, a precious cargo indeed
No car must splash him, no danger must his son bring
In the quiet of the rain, the man moves with care
His jacket not marked, but his heart is aware
Of the weight he carries, the responsibility he bears
For his son’s peaceful sleep, his gentle breath, his tender care
Deep inside him, he hears the hum of a boy’s dream
A dream of love and safety, of comfort and ease
And as he walks, he knows that this world, it seems
Must hold such care and tenderness if we’re to truly be at peace
For if we cannot do what this man does, with one another
If we cannot protect and cherish, hold and support each other
Then how can we expect to truly thrive and be?
In a world where the road is wide, the rain never stops, where we are all free
So let us learn from this man, his selfless act
Let us embrace the fragility of each other, the world we live in
For in doing so, we can build a world of love and fact
Where the road is wide, but our hearts are wider, and the rain, it can never win. ("The Weight We Carry") by Courtney Weaver Jr.
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Don't ya just love it when a car splashes you with a puddle on purpose?! Grrr! lol.
A põem iof great compassion. Sadly we can’t help the whole world. We can show compassion though and understanding. Nicely penned stanzas.
"Deep inside him, he hears the hum of a boy’s dream" a great line. All of us that have had children can relate to this poem. It is a great read with a wonderful and powerful message.
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