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Even when I was a child I held such good qualities. 
I would write my older sisters’ letters with such ease. 
They would profess my love and sincere gratitude, 
with a smile on my face and a positive attitude. 
I see now that these kind ways never did cease.

Now I am almost forty and can see all the good
I hold in my heart from the pain I’ve withstood.
My sympathy and empathy sure do run deep,
sometimes for the homeless I still cry and weep. 
There was this one man I gave food to when I could. 

I make sure my hubby knows how much I adore
his affection and love he bestows unto me galore. 
He reads the poems I write him here on the Soup,
and he is glad knowing I am part of this kind group. 
I know there is so much good to do in store. 

When my sister is sad from losing Karen I call
her to make sure I can be there when she does fall. 
I show compassion to the hurting over death,
and for those who know suicide I’d give my last breath. 
For the families suffering I shall always stand tall.

There is benevolence inside me when I see abused pets.
I give money to those charities monthly without regrets.
I know the good it will do when they need shelter and food,
saving from those who can be so disparaging and rude. 
They need kindness shown when under such threats. 

I am sensitive to the needs of others so very much, 
and I know sometimes all they need is one touch. 
I carry burdens for my daughter so she can be free
from all the pain in middle school there can be.
I gift her little loving letters in her daily lunch.

For I am unselfish and merciful with humility.
Even though at times I suffer from insecurity. 
But there’s this kindliness deep inside I feel,
it’s the magic that helps the suffering heal. 
I have been born with faith and sincere purity. 


A Little Kindness Never Hurts 
Sponsor: Brenda Chiri
November 25, 2018
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