41. Looking Out For Others
What does it take to be a volunteer?
Must you travel afar, or is there someplace near
Where there is a need that is evident--
Where someone would think you were heaven sent
What does it take to be a volunteer?
Must you travel afar, or is there someplace near
Where there is a need that is evident--
Where someone would think you were heaven sent
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Sometimes the light will shine through.
It makes its way to the surafce to show you
That within all this mess and chaos,
There is still a spark to help us when we're at a loss.
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I stand here in the field alone;
I'm a dandelion with no home.
The people never water me.
They say, "That's no flower, just a weed."
I was in a room the other day
Where seeds were being planted.
I could only hope and pray
Their growth would not be granted.
It's sometimes easy to think
We have nothing to give;
Yet we often have more to offer
Than we tend to believe.
If I provoke a smile, hear laughter rise,
Bring a sparkle into someone's eyes,
If I ease the loneliness of one soul,
Wipe away a tear, a broken heart console,
Focus on self only makes
the world a dreary place to live.
But you make it a brighter scene
when you find a way to give.
"Leave a gift for someone
who won't find out it's from you."
That is hitting the bull's eye of generosity, and it's fun.
The cost of a smile isn't much,
although many people act as such.
We all have our problems of struggle and strife,
but a smile will help in anyone's life.
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but words will never hurt me.
That old saying is such nonsense.
Black is
Black is as beautiful as a bed of milky white clouds.
Black is as beautiful as soft as a newborn baby hair.
Black is as beautiful as standing up for what is right.
It really touched me and I am going to use it to motivate and encourage others. Some of our black brothers and sisters hate themselves because they are black.
There are only a handful of people
You'll meet in life
That truly touch your heart
And make you glad you're alive
Our son, Christian, passed away suddenly at the age of 26 on October 20th, 2006. I came across this poem; it reminded me so much of our Christian. He had that type of personality and the...
When word comes that you are gone
what will be said of you?
Those who only knew you casually
will say charitable platitudes.
This is such an interesting point of view, and honestly, I believe we should start having more in-depth speeches for those who have passed at funerals now. This poem has changed my thinking!
Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
And who isn't 'straight'
Have you ever asked
Why the singing bird sings?
Why people help people
Without gaining a thing?
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
He was nowhere around
Where was he to be found?
The first time that we saw you
That shy angelic face,
We knew you'd make a nation proud
With dignity and grace.
All I want is a home of my own
I'm not too demanding you'll see
A bowl of food, the occasional bone
And I promise I'll be good company
A very moving poem. Since my dog died last year a number of people have suggested that I might find a dog to replace her in a rescue home. Best wishes, Ann
I wish you could see the world through my eyes.
You'd understand me better and release fewer sighs.
There's so much that goes on inside my head.
When a smile can lift a fallen soul
Or a loving touch make one whole
If just one heart we can console
Our Song of Love we can't withhold