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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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."
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Outside my window flowers bloom
In a rampant disarray.
They pay no heed to color schemes
In their wonderful display.
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?
Have you ever asked
Why the singing bird sings?
Why people help people
Without gaining a thing?
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.
I am beautiful,
I am powerful,
I am desireable,
Boys love me,
Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
And who isn't 'straight'
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!
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.
Teach me patience, when there is anger,
Teach me strength, when there is injustice,
Teach me compassion, when there is need,
Teach me empathy, when there is sadness,
Famous Poem
Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil.
For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts it drinks even of dead waters.
Do you feel the pain I feel when I leave you in this place ?
the heartache and the grief are etched in the lines upon your face
I truly hate to leave you...but you know the time has come
and you'll be so well cared for..in this lovely nursing home
Famous Poem
A blade of grass is bending
Above the moaning stream,
In sympathy is blending
Where troubles only seem.
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,
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
The first time that we saw you
That shy angelic face,
We knew you'd make a nation proud
With dignity and grace.