Nov 04 2008
Give Your Troubles…
Give your troubles to me
my friend
let me tend them
for a while
Close your eyes
Set your mind to roam free
my friend
let it wander the stars
and dance the skies
Rest your head on my shoulder
my friend
that is what it is for
The worries can wait
there behind the door
Give your troubles to me
my friend
because I’m stronger
than you, today
let them go far, far away
copyright 2008
(for mh)
5 responses so far
Hi Sarah,
Beautifuly Simply Put.
Love
Di
hi di,
thank you dear.
sarah
mmkay
i hate my job
incesantly
it grates my soul
but it pays too well to walk away
i habitualy think about sex
sex sex sex sex sex
most of my waking hours are spent that way
i spend more than i make
the chasme of my duality is striving for epic proportions
i feel wrong in almost everything i do yet continue doing them
i fall well short of my own philosophies
my age is catching up to me
i drink too much
i smoke too much
i masturbate too much
i curse too much
i fall into reaction far too easily anymore
though head deep in it, I question the validity of love
is that what I am in?
i think people are generaly idiots yet I believe they should all have equal voice
the end is nigh
did I mention I think about sex ALL of the time?
I came up with this list between sexual thoughts
hi ozy,
my, it seems your troubles are in the multitudes. so sorry. is the sun shining where you are? go outside and look at the blue sky and walk along the beach if you can - it may feel better afterwards. yes you did mention you think about sex all the time, which only makes you a man, i’m afraid dear.
sarah
Oh, so sweet.
You make me want to hug all my friends. They’ve been that… a shoulder to lean on. Always.
And I hope I am like that to them, too.
hi sherma,
it’s good to hug your friends, whatever the reason - none of us can get too much of that, can we?
sarah
i really like the sweetness of this.
friends really are irreplaceable.
good friends anyway.
sigh.
it’s been a weird day. i think you understand that.
good poem though.
luv,
kim
hi kimmy,
friends are irreplaceable, i agree. yes, it’s been a weird day - i’ll drink to that.
love
sarah
There are people like yourself who constantly give, without any expectation of return…they just do it because they can…and they’re the people you cherish every single day of your life…
From memory, the expression I’m looking for is footprints on your heart…such is the person you are…
{{{hugs}}}
Moe
moe,
you humble me. thank you.
love
sarah