Poem -

YOU'RE NOT A PRISONER OF THIS WAR

YOU'RE  NOT A PRISONER  OF THIS WAR

I'll listen intently
I'll listen to your heart

Sometimes, there aren't words to say

When you're breaking apart

I hear your heart beating 

As it cries on my shoulder 

I'll hold it in silence

I'm just the beholder

Words are of little comfort

When you just need to be heard 

When you need to talk

Because feelings are stirred

I'll come sit with your pain

I'll quietly be there a while

I'll silently pray

I'll encourage and smile

And when you've finally been heard

And the tears are brushed away 

I'll give you a long embrace

And it's then, I will say;

You're worth fighting for

Don't quit, don't give up

You're not a prisoner of this war

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Shaun Cronick

Gayle, was so lucky to find this and loved reading every word.
Not a word wasted or out of place in a your wonderful poem to elevate a flagging or down trodden human spirit.

Uplifting  and inspiring and your poem brimming, nay, overflowing with positivity.
Never give up, never capitulate to the world and any of life's negative interaction forces, for things change and those wheels may move slowly, but are travelling
in the right direction.
Full honours richly deserving for sharing your positive poem and respect to your good self for doing so.

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