At the edge of the precipice
How often do we stand,
Not knowing how to cope
By sea or by land,
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A hand in another we understand. It holds loneliness at bay. We feel the need in this poem.
How often do we stand? ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
If love is not at hand then tomorrow will be just like night. Love brings brightness of day in life and humanity should have the value of love. An important poem is excellently penned...10
Loving arms and a helping hand erase the sadness of being alone.....10+++