Empathy
“Let me hold the door for you.
I may have never walked in your shoes,
but I can see: your soles are worn,
your strength is torn
under the weight of a story
I have never lived before.
Let me hold the door for you.
After all you’ve walked through,
It’s the least I can do.”
To hear this poem and a few more notes from Morgan in this time: LISTEN HERE
Comments
You penned these words so beautifully that I felt every emotion!
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Your poem touches the core of my being, my heart. I wish I could embrace you to let you know how deeply you have reached me. Thank you for your generosity in sharing with us. God bless you each day.