Sometimes...

I hope you don’t mind me sharing this poem I wrote recently for a friend.

Sometimes…

Sometimes we can’t see the sun shinning for the tears in our eyes or hear the words of comfort for the noises in our head.

Sometimes we sit and stare because we can not stand and walk away or reach out to grasp the hand that is extended.

Sometimes our voice appears silent though we are screaming.

Sometimes we can be in the middle of a crowded room, yet feel totally alone.

Sometimes when we think nothing will change, it does because that crowded room can be filled with people who care, their hearts taking in your pain and their hands extended to hug you.

Sometimes we have to feel the warmth of others to realise we are not alone.

Thanks for stopping by and I’m sending sunny smiles and hugs to you.