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Writer's pictureShelley Osman

Come Rest Your Head

Come rest your head Upon my shoulder, Tell me how you feel. It's ok, no words need be said, I'll just listen, Yes, I will.


Come place your hand In my hand. Just stay here for a while. I promise, I do understand What it's like to lose Your smile.


Come, let me show you, Watch me. A secret, I discovered, To ease all misery. We must all learn, To treat ourselves Much more lovingly.

~ Written By Shelley Osman, Copyright 2022, 27.11.2022

~ Artwork By Claudia Tremblay



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