I’m gentle, so are you.
We are gentle and full of meaning
But like the full moon, our glory
Our latent glory, awaits misfortune
(like night time)
To show its worth…
We patiently have to wait for the dawn
Of their understanding and appreciation
I know all your struggles….
I was there when you cried,
Standing with your head bowed – All on your own?
No! I was there! It’s true!
I watched you falter and fall—I saw it all.
In the evening time, when the sun went down
I saw you cry,
But always
In the night time was your name called laughter
know all your struggles….
I was there when you cried,
Standing with your head bowed – All on your own?
No! I was there! It’s true!
I watched you falter and fall—I saw it all.
In the evening time, when the sun went down
I saw you cry….
But always
In the night time was your name called laughter
Poem By Don Kenobi