Some Open Up Like Door

There are those that potion of sorrows drink To help others, but never once they blink. Wipe out tears from others' life clean, Some roll up time, smoke away all its sin. Those that worry for others all the more And sail off leaving self behind at shore. Some never mind missing out life's lead train, And love to go home nursing loss as gain. Ready to face every pain front and square Fight it out to defeat grief with a dare. Tough spending time with souls lonely at core, But there are those that open up like door. Worried that the flowers might come to plight, Thorns, sincere souls, could sleep not all the night. ________________________________________ Reflections | 01.04.2019| Topic: sorrows, life, compassion, loss, pain