To’ve sweet o’ercome the bitter, and warmth the cold,
I would bear the bitter cold gladly,
For the hurt we trade, a return tenfold
In happiness to share we shall receive.
My mirth and merriment are yours to nourish;
Like children on their mothers, their lives depend,
Who without maternal love are doomed to perish—
Their broken lives too shattered to mend.
There’s much for which I wish to thank you,
But I 've far too much to be gracious for.
And the confines of these lines allow only two,
But two my heart and soul do outpour.
Befriending me without want of recompense;
For giving me the strength to move my pen.
Your challenge for Thursday January 10, 2013 is to create a post about a special person or a hero who also is a member of Gather. Try and keep the focus on Gather members but if there is a special person who is not a Gather member you would like to write about it would be acceptable.
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Thank you for sharing and submitting to
The Surreal Circus.
For the hurt we trade, a return tenfold
In happiness to share we shall receive."
This was life-giving, a truly encouraging expression of gratitude.
Loved it.
Or signal that you've wandered from my mind
Just proof that I have little skill to write
And words so kind should be returned in kind
I'd have you know I hold our friendship dear
And pray to God wherever you may roam
That pain and sorrow acquiesce to cheer
That health and happiness find you a home
For wit and warmth, your courage and your craft
If gratitude be needed, 'tis my part
The gift of trust, the many times I've laughed
You open up your back and show your heart
Words from you become the light of day
That I can see a thousand miles away:)