However poorly
You and all those around you
Are doing their best

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on June 12, 2017, in Wee Poems and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. Tolerance, compassion needed for each other….

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  2. Those first reactions
    Aren’t always the kindest ones
    Need to count to ten
    Listen to what’s in our hearts
    Walk in someone else’s shoes.

    (My poor attempt at a Tanka…..)

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