We take life for granted and take advantage of life.~ We take the problems that surround us and hold on to them tight.~ We hope that no one will find what keeps us up at night.~ Tossing and turning without the touch of comfort, but can Feel the bed bugs bite.~We use words to speak but can never really talk.~ We choose the words that we eat and hold back the cough.~ We are afraid to ever let a sentence run off.... with the Fear of it running into the ears of another Who just might care enough to finish it off.~We hide what we really want people to see. We instead show off the image that you wanted us to be. We carry our troubles around our neck like a chain With a link hat’s missing; lost, but we know where that Link should be.~But HE.......He is the one that we can call “all earsâ€.~ He is the one who carries around no fear.~ He is the one that can dry our tears, and recycle them Into the happiness that we ounced feared.~He is the one who knows what was and what will be.~ He is the one that we can share with, if need be.~ He is the one that allowed us to be free.~ Letting sin fall off our backs like the leaves of a tree.~He is the one whose shoulder is constantly open.~ He is the one rejoiced with when the gates are promptly Opened.~ He is the one who no one can alter.~He is my Father Alex Yeramenko!!!