Randon thoughts

A form of understanding,
That of forgiveness.
Joy and grief together it does bring,
Over time it doesn’t become less.
A feeling like never was,
This only improves with time.
It isn’t something u could carelessly toss,
Shrug and say,” it never was mine”.
When you care,
You will fight until eternity.
Mindless of the wear and tear,
Not giving way to pity.
A form of understanding,
That of forgiveness.
Its passion, its laughter – it’s all about feeling,
One that is truly blessed.