All poetry and photos by Squeaky Pelletier unless otherwise noted, thank you.

Friday, August 6, 2010

sorrows


do not waste your sorrows,
a wise one once did say,
they are there to call you,
to your authentic way.

listen to their voices,
feel the pain they bring,
heal the wounds uncovered,
so your soul may sing.

if they're left unanswered,
they bubble to the top,
if you do not heed them,
life become's a boiling pot.

do not fear your sorrows,
though pain they surely bear,
you don't go there alone, my friend,
God holds you while you're there.

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