Comforter On 2016041420160414 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems I’d love to be your comforter, He told her, long ago; But love is like the sun’s first light It’s gone before We know To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
So simple, but so good!