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 Click on button to play music. I, Too, Must Weep 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 More of Claytia's Poetry
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