The Path

Sat, 07/23/2016 - 16:32 -- nina117

As I was a’walking along the path to heaven
I met five stranded people

They were walking in circles
Each one in different ways

The first was a blind baby
Who couldn't see the way
So I took her little hand
And guide her step-by-step.

The second was a deaf boy
Who couldn't hear the truth
So I showed him through my actions
Teaching him right from wrong

The third was a teen with a broken arm
Who couldn't perform good deeds
So I showed him that with her heart
She can achieve merits.

The fourth was a heartless father
Who couldn't care for others
So I gave him my own heart
And show my grace towards him

The last one was a crippled grandma
Who couldn't walk the way
So we all picked her up
To walk the way together.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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