Compassion Poem

A poem about a righteous woman.

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An Admirable Woman

© Crystal Foy

Published on February 2006

There is a woman who always keeps her head up high.
Her eyes sparkle like a bright star in the sky.
She has the stamina, beauty, and courage that one would admire,
Even the love and happiness one inspires.
She is a women that one can always count on,
And a woman that sees no wrong.
Her beauty shines from the inside out,
It flows like a journey down a long route.
Her smile shines beautifully like the sun rising over the horizon,
And her intelligence, wisdom, and hard work are not surprising.
She is a genuinely caring women
Who goes the extra mile to help one in need or broken hearted,
And throughout all of her hard work,
No one ever sees her fall apart.

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  • by Aghoka Rochill
  • 3 months ago

Our life is like a wave in the ocean, it goes up and down but the folks always love to be in a comfort layer. Life without experiencing the difficulties and struggles will never learn the real meaning of life.

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  • by Jocelyn, Warren Michigan
  • 9 months ago

I met the love of my life, he was my first addiction. We partied on the weekends and took care of responsibilities during the week until I got pregnant and had our first child I fell and into postpartum depression. My boyfriend sold opiates and he told me if I took a couple pills it would make me feel better, and it did. Those 2 pills turned into 50 pills a day for 6 years. We got pregnant with our second child, At 8 months pregnant I finally reached my breaking point. I couldn't stand to feel the way I was feeling any longer, I called for help and got into treatment. The day I got out of treatment was the day I went into labor. My son was born addicted. They took my kids from me. I hit rock bottom. I had a decision to make, go use or go to a meeting. I went to a NA meeting and there I learned how to stay clean. Here I am 3 years later, still going to meetings to give back what was so freely given to me and my babies are back home with me.
Jocelyn D.

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  • by Roisin
  • 1 month ago

Awk love hearing stories like this I am glad u have ur kids with u and r free xx

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  • by Nonjabulo Khoza, Kwa-Zulu Natal
  • 10 months ago

I have a special.. I came to this school after losing my mum and I found her. She goes the extra mile to keep people happy.. She cares for everyone, but hardly anyone sees her cry.

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