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Volunteers

Volunteers were summoned
To bring water and supplies
To the folks in darkened buildings
Since Con Edison's* demise.

With their backpacks fully loaded,
They trudged up the pitch-black stairs,
Lugging food and drink but even more - 
The fact that someone cares.

For some people who were stranded,
Sitting lonely, in the dark,
Such a visit must have seemed to be
A very welcome spark.

Reaching out to help another
In a time of great distress
Is what elevates existence
And brings order to a mess.

So hats off to all the helpers
Who gave heart and soul and time,
For I'm sure they must be glowing,
Though still aching from the climb!

* NYC electric company

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  1. Date: 11/11/2012 6:35:00 AM

    You got it!!!!

  1. Date: 11/6/2012 2:37:00 PM

    Your ending left me smiling. And also speaks to the sacrifice of their efforts. I would love to see this read on one of the morning shows. It would be very appropriate.

  1. Date: 11/3/2012 3:15:00 PM

    wonderful dedication to these people ilene.. where would we be without them.. lovely poem...

  1. Date: 11/3/2012 8:48:00 AM

    Thank God for volunteers. I thought about those high rises and the power being out. Great topical poem.