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With every tear that's shed, there's a lesson worth learning.
Our children are like sponges, soaking up the world around them. Do them a favour, show them a sea of goodness, the rivers of sin and the unconditional waterfalls of human love.
Love is like respect it starts from within.
The saddest tears are the driest ones seen in the bravest smile.
Don't tell one who writes of grief to rethink their "I" statements. When you know they had tears on their hands as they wrote, don't say the poem could be better. You might as well say their grief could be worse.
If someone shares a poem with you that is meant to help close an open wound, they don't want your opinion. They want your hand on their shoulder, gripping it tight.
When depression was the sky, you taught me how to fly.
Words are fruitless when connected to a tainted heart.
"You are no better than the rest of them. I cannot believe how fooled I was by your lies. You only contributed to my never-ending grief."
The older I get, the more I realize the less I matter
except to a few, and the pressure grows daily to become
everything to them.