Who sit in smile and stories tell
Of how we live and how we die
And how we rose and how we fell
The laughter near while tears yet nearer
As inner worlds we turn to light
An offering to each the other
A love that strong resists the flight
Oh hear oh tender heart and soul
You’re not alone, you’re not alone
For in your words your story too Is woven with a multitude
With hand in hand who fight the night
’Til all of us are safely home."
(William P. Young)
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