hands-compassionBy Nagaraju

I was hurt,

You felt the pain;

Your kindness soaked my soul

Like the first rains of the season

 I lagged behind,

You cared for me;

Held my hand and lead me

With encouraging words

 I failed to understand,

You were concerned;

Took all the pains to clear my doubts

As if it is the mission of your life

You are an ocean of compassion

Your caress is the most soothing balm

The care and concern are umbrella of love

Your joy is the greatest sight I’d love to see


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