I write like this because my heart cares,
and I don’t know who’s reading or from where.
I do know some don’t want to hear it.
Some that glance, may even sear from it.
I only see it as a sensitive gift,
that some may rise from a problem with.
That’s not to say it may help right away,
but what portion is taken in may always stay,
to magnify another situation in another way.
Grown ups back in my childhood days,
always shared something in what they had to say.
As I grew up, it would resurface sometimes,
at a time I really needed to search my mind.
We should never disrespect the sayings of the old,
you may find your own story has already been told.