I, Too, Must
Weep
By Claytia Doran
Knelt down beside a mound of dirt,
Only God knows how much I hurt.
For, no one can feel this pain I bear
And no one knows how much I care.
But, before I can dry another's tears,
I too must weep and have some fears.
For, I must know the pain they feel
Before my comfort, their heart, will heal.
I must walk a mile in my brother's shoes
Before I can help him, the way I choose.
For, I, too, must know how to feel pain
And bring the sunshine, to hide the rain.
I look for blessings, in all my sorrow,
So I can help someone else, tomorrow.
I praise the Lord, each and every day,
That I can help others along life's way.
© by Claytia Doran
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