No One Knows ©

No one knows the life of another,

how difficult each moment

of life was.

Only in death is it revealed,

and the story is told

of his life.

If only the story could be read,

while the hardships

were suffered:

how difficult to overcome

gravity and carry

a burden,

how humbling the lesson

forced upon him

from failures,

how deep the cuts

from careless

words,

how empty the feeling

of loneliness and

of isolation.

No one knows the life of another,

how wonderful each moment

of life was.

Only in death is it revealed,

and the story is told

of his life.

If only the story could be read,

while the wonders of life

were enjoyed:

how rich the feeling

of lifting a burden

of another,

how true the knowledge

gained through

his failures,

how soothing the kind waters

of comforting

words,

how full the understanding

delivered by being

alone.

No one knows.

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