I wrote this sonnet on a sympathy card to a next door neighbor and friend whose grandson tragically died in his son's property by falling into an old well. He was five years old and fervently wanted t...
My dear friends,
I tried writing this on the go without an outline. Let me know in the comments if you liked it.
Share it with your friends and family!!
Sympathy is not Empathy. Real Sympathy (not phony sympathy) is you hear someone lost their job for example. You feel sorry for them, 'that's awful', a bad thing, and perhaps you maybe do something ...
I wrote this sonnet on a sympathy card to a next door neighbor and friend whose grandson tragically died in his son's property by falling into an old well. He was five years old and fervently wanted t...
My dear friends,
I tried writing this on the go without an outline. Let me know in the comments if you liked it.
Share it with your friends and family!!
Sympathy is not Empathy. Real Sympathy (not phony sympathy) is you hear someone lost their job for example. You feel sorry for them, 'that's awful', a bad thing, and perhaps you maybe do something ...