When the test,
walks nearer,
it produces cortisol;
it produces stress.
The cortisol in the blood vessels;
like thousands of horses,
run in the
tunnel,
a nightmare.
The cortisol in the blood vessels;
like thousands of babies,
cry out loud in a small room,
a scary scene.
Cortisol produced,
put you on a tight string,
that pull you,
to make you feel stressful;
to make you fell awful.
I’m here,
because I know how it feels.
I’m here,
to listen to you;
to burn away your stress;
to enlighten you;
to encourage you;
to make you smile.
I’m here,
and I will always be here;
to cheer you up;
to encourage you;
to accompany you.
With the love in the heart,
I close my eyes,
I pray.
I pray,
may you’re stressed-free,
everyday;
may you could perform your duties,
perfectly,
everyday.
May everyday,
is a happy day for you;
may everyday,
is a blessed day for you.
p/s:
Being honest,
it has been about one year’s time I haven’t written any such writing neither in
my blog nor to her. I guess I stand no chances to write her anything in the future.
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