Saturday, November 29, 2014

There are Times When Words do no Good

How many times had I tried to help
four or five, ten maybe twenty
I had lost count
Our talks never seemed to do any good
He needed to change the way he thought
understand forgiveness
But his bitterness
it was nestled too deep within
Ever since his loss
his life was in decline
He was ever moving further away
from the man he once was
His wife and children
they were everything to him
The accident had taken them away

Why had he drank so heavily  

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