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A poem about a room full of people needing to know they were never alone. |
Room of Love A room full of people Who listen with love We tell a story Given to pain and hell Each one is different But all share the same The hurt and the heart aches As well as the pain We sit around a table A cup in every hand A pot of coffee Will always stand We listen and we cry As each of us shares All the hurt and the sorrows That brings us here For each new day Becomes a tomorrow Each day filled with Love Instead of sorrows Elizabeth Gassen |