Poem May 24, 1975 Issue

ALONE NO MORE

Helen G. Hasler

Self-pity crowded in:
I'm alone, unloved,
no one to talk to.

Then I listened.
The message came:
"I'm here, my child.
Speak to me."
So I began to ask
my Father questions,
and the answers came.
I found companionship
that I had never known.
My Father-Mother God and I
together.
I felt such love
and was no more alone.

Helen G. Hasler

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