ESKIMO PIE
I felt so lonely I coulda' died
Until, one day,
While eating an Eskimo pie,
I heard a voice
say…
“I can sense your pain,
it’s all clear to
me,
with out the pain there is no gain
it’s all to clear
to me.”
“It’s clear to you of how I feel,
When it’s barely
clear to me?
You certainly must be a big deal,
You must be
something very great I see.”
A rumble came from nowhere,
Clouds, dark and
gray sailed in.
“It’s all right there”, he said,
Pointing to this
heart of mine.
“You must believe in yourself as true,
Before you can be
believed by them.
For if you do not love you,
Then why would any
one else?”
WDF
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