The Crying Orphan..My First Poem...

T TaMaRa HaNaRiNg ,(((( PaLeSTiNe))))FreedOm Flottila .
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ONE DAY I THOUGHT OF LEAVING , IT WAS A MOMENT.. I CLOSED MY EYES, MY SELF WAS TORN TO PIECES, APART OF ME WAS TAKEN AWAY.. THAT MOMENT I SAW A CRYING ORPHAN BEGGING ME TO STAY. I FOUND MY SELF SURROUNDED BY ALL OF YOU, . YOUR TEARS FILLED MY EYES . AND IN MY TURN STARTED TO CRY , HOW I FORGOT THAT MY PLACE AS HIGH THERE IN THE SKY HE WHISPERED TO ME YOU ARE THE GIVER AND YOU WILL NEVER BE A MISER, IN YOUR EYES I SAW MY TOUCH HEALING YOU, WATCHFUL EYES GUARDING YOU, WHEN THE SKY WILL BE MEAN...I'M THE RAIN IN YOUR DESERT, THE SHINY SUN IN A STORMY WAY, I'M THE COVER IN THE LONElY NIGHTS, I'M THE BREEZE IN A SUMMER DAY... WE AS IT MAY SEEM FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE TO SOLDIERS IN THE WAR WE ARE THE GUIDE FOR THE LOST IN UN KNOWN LAND, WE MAINTAIN OUR MOTTO PLEDGE TO PROVIDE THE NEEDY WITH OUR CARE TO REGARDLESS TO RELIGION..ETHNICITY..COLOR AND RACE.. DEEPLY ROOTED IN THE LAND NO ONE SHAKES US, ABLE ALWAYS TO STAND IN THE FACE OF A STORMY SAND WE ARE THE PAIN RELIEVER HAPPINESS BUILDERS SECRETS KEEPERS WHEN EVERY BODY LEAVES. . .YOU FIND ME THERE READY TO GIVE.. READY TO CARE I ERADICATE SCARY NIGHTS WITH NIGHT MARE LIKE THE DOVES WILL CARRY YOU BACK TO HOME AFTER THAT HECTIC DAY..... I BECOME MORE CONSISTENT TO STAY INSPITE OF DIFFICULTIES.. CROOKED WAY.. I WILL BE YOUR FATHER... MOTHER I WILL NOT BOTHER... HOW MUCH THE COST HOW MUCH I PAY... AND WHEN MY TEARS BECAME DEAR TO MY EYES YOUR PRAYING CONVINCED ME MORE..AND MORE JUST......TO......STAY THE BLURRED PICTURES STARTED TO BE MORE CLEAR

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