Another Night

Another Night By Franklin Price 7/20/2015 Another night to rise and write, guided by some sage. Drawn from sleep by guiding hand to put the pen to page. Don't know where it comes from, past life, or man upstairs. Matters not as long as the one who's reading it still cares. Do you care of what I write? Do you seek for what will come? Do you search for future happiness? To have a little more than some? Are you happy as you rise each day? Are you retired ? Do you work? Are you reading this on purpose? Did you find it by some quirk? Do you care about your fellow man? Do you lift a helping hand to one fallen by the wayside? Do you stop to help him stand? Do you turn your head while passing, make believe he isn't there, not spend your time and effort and the money you could share? I know now why I'm writing this in the middle of the night, and why you are the reader of what I believe is right. This message I was given and got up to pass a long If you practice what is following You never will go wrong Help others when you're able, be gracious when you do. The one fallen by the wayside could easily be you.