I Walked With Sorrow

I walked a mile with Pleasure
She chattered all the way
But there was nothing I could learn
From all she had to say

I walked a mile with Sorrow
And never a word said she
But, oh, all the things I learned
When Sorrow walked with me.

- Anon.


Sorrow speaks with me not with words
Because words cannot describe
What Sorrow has to say.

- Ghostwise

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" Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. "

- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Man is quick to share his joy but slow to share his sorrow. He would rather be cold than sad.

- Ghostwise