So much weight,
On your shoulders
On your back.
Hunched over
Broken down
Beaten by your own mind.
For the love of God
For the love of life,
For it can only be for love.
Hang on by that nail
Or that thread,
But mostly, by each breath.
So generously delivered
Without request
Without any demands.
Let yourself receive
This love supreme,
That will never be understood, only felt.
For no matter
Any circumstance,
It is loyal
It is faithful
Just to you
Until the very end.
rhythmandthedancer 
Omg your words are stunning. You describe love and the essence thereof. It is well written. I am impressed and the image is perfect what you covered in your poem again I’m impressed.
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So very kind and encouraging… the making of a good friend and essence of a great soul♥️
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As you are. 💕
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Agree! Hold onto whatever thread you can – life is worth living, and you are loved!
Linda xox
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