Crying Out . . .

I helped him cry.
Too sad to cry alone
this lonely guy
with nowhere home.

I helped him cry.
And clasped his knee,
for the Grace of God go I,
no loneliness in you and me.

I helped him cry.
To let emotions flow,
left inside; suicide,
for those feelings, I know.

I helped him cry.
And cried along,
emotions, let them fly!
This is not a solo song.

©TPuma/MMXIII
(over heard phrase/Ft. Lauderdale FL.)