of the joys of love
can bring to a saddened soul.
The smiles and laughter
that can rid us of the deepest frown.
The outstretch hand of hope
that everyone needs at some time.
The friendship we all want
to smother us with confidence.
My words can do all this
and much, much me.
All you need to do is
read between the lines
and find all the joy
that is hidden there.
6 June 2015
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