My worried and weary friend,
Share your burden with me.
The weight you carry is heavy,
And often unseen.
Let me walk beside you,
In the shadows of your pain.
I’ll hold the grief you can’t contain,
And share in what remains.
I see you — I care,
Though life feels unfair.
Your heart is broken,
And hope seems rare.
But I will stay.
I’ll lift you up in prayer.
With steady hands,
I’ll meet you there.
No sorrow you hold
Is too much to bear,
For hope returns to the
heart that dares to share.
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