Diary of life

The rain is falling like pages torn
From diary of life written for years
And now here you stand , hard like a stone
And no one will see the pain in your face

No one remembers the name or age
The style of your pen you used to give
Or so you will think hidden in cage
Not willing to stay , nor to forgive

But can you see hands reaching from sky
They will pull you up if you will it so
It isn't a mirage, it isn't a lie
it is what friends are -after all -for

They'll hold you close and raise you up
They'll take your tears and give you smiles
They'll be right there when need arrives
If they'll be true they'll stay beside

And then you can mend the diary of life
Give it new pages
New ink
New cause