Comforting The Bereaved

Comforting The Bereaved

THE CUMBERSOME ROAD
Life in dignity for the hiding
Our days calls for no playing
All men are selfish in truth

The boiling point will speak
As the road to the top calls
Many hearts seeks the true peak
On the road we must stand

The mind goes here and there
Crowded we are sailing through
This shows no true care

We must take the mantle today
On the road the future calls
The past lasts not this day
Calling for the factual beginning
treasured1©2010
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COMFORTING THE BEREAVED
It’s not often the word or deeds
It’s not the gift or talk
Being there shows what’s need
As that becomes a remembered haven

How can we understand the comfort?
A touch and crying together says all
How so much we bring forth
Being a shoulder to lean on

Life will always make its impact
Our loved ones seeks the face
Who is there in the pact?
The end tray the story

Not the money but the time
Many may not know this
Our hearts burden the prime
We seek comfort all the way
treasured1©2010

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5 thoughts on “Comforting The Bereaved” by treasured1 (@treasured1)

  1. @treasured1, these your poems…are very good especially the first. i love ’em.

    favorite stanza:
    THE CUMBERSOME ROAD
    Life in dignity for the hiding
    Our days calls for no playing
    All men are selfish in truth

    The end tray the story…are you saying the end will place before us the story? explain pls.

  2. good work Treasured1.

  3. As always, good poems.

  4. I must commend the consistensy of your style.

    Well done!!!

  5. oga treasured, you neva ansa me o!

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