In pain I labour and toil for such is the lot of Man The Helper comforts not to take the pain away but overflowing Spirit revealing the ends uplifting the Soul into mysterious realms of Truth, and Beauty, and hidden things
Bigger that Xucha 🚀✨ Jojo Siwa 👩🎤✨ Tatiana, and Mr. Rogers 🎶✨ She creates her own legend 📓✨
Building children up 👶✨ Educating 🍎✨ People of all kinds of genres 📚✨
Turning all their pages 📖✨ Until she finds the current plot ⏰✨ Ready with her pen ✍️✨ To help them connect the dots \/\/\|\🖊 To view the bigger and smaller picture 🖼 With lots of love 💖✨ And pleasant thoughts 🌈✨
My name is Jammit Janet 🛼💖✨ I have my own educational planet 🪐✨ Where I can teach you about life and the Universe🌲✨ Rhymes, lines, poetry; verse 📝✨
How to align your time ⏰✨ To enjoy the you 🥳🎉💜✨ That you are right now ☝️💖✨ While we converse 💁♀️✨
For every moment is a chance to shine ✨ The bright light of hope 🔦✨ And destroy the wicked curse 🙅♀️✨ That lack of love 💔✨ Construes 🛠✨ Help restore 👩🔧✨ The faith in our own ability 💥✨ To heal and soothe our own souls ❤️🩹✨
Because in the end 🎬✨ We are all one ☝️✨ And as one ☝️✨ We all deserve to understand the feeling 💡✨ Of feeling whole 🌕✨ What it's like to truly be at peace 🧘♀️✨ Relax ☺️✨ Feel love 🥰❤️✨
Like a candle,you always brighten my each day, you allowed to catch light ,as easily as a fire, You taught me to reflect what you had teach me, You taught me to share happiness like u share ur light to others, You created a world for me ,when I was expecting nothing but a void, You taught me to love rather than to hate,
But I never knew, u was melting away while you were trying to make me happy.......
A candle melts anyway but its melting only after making someone happy.. Do u guys know, that still many village students are studying with only the help of a candle?? Someone else is happy with less what we have...
They warned me to watch for my hands because I might cut them picking up the broken pieces of others. They warned me to watch for my eyes because after seeing their problems my sight would lose all it’s colours.
I believed good people were like candles as they’d burn themselves out to give others light I believed good people were like the dark of the night as they'd be there to help the stars shine bright
My hands may be criss crossed with cuts and scars, my eyesight dim, and in need of glasses my body may be patched and riddled with burn marks and I may have fallen into the depths of darkness
So often I believed that no one was there to help the helper
It was hard, and the map of 3rd degree burns and nicks are a testament to my journey, my daily crucifix But I think I’ve found the balance, the fine fine line between madness and sanity. Between helping others and myself
I’ve learnt to shine brightly for others like the moon, both light and dark whilst not setting myself on fire and still allowing others to shine stark
My eyes still see the wonder in the world, my hands still craft joy, still tinker with happiness. To you my friend, if you're anything like me, know it's all worth it, and you will be helped, you will be found.
It's all a matter of perspective. It's also ok to reach out.
Yes, I was born a helper, the Elf, Though thanks were left on the shelf, Buddy the Elf is no fighter, Smiling in peace makes us lighter, Helpers find solutions, you see, I am nice to people so nasty, All I can say is, "Good for me!"