A Drop In the Bucket
I spoke to God the other day
Wanting to hear what he had to say
My ask
What is my task
Why am I here at all
Every winter, spring, summer and fall
The reply is always the same
Make a difference in a life regardless of their name
But how can I do this
When my life has been far from bliss
Why me I express again
Erstwhile checking if I am sane
For I am but one from many a billion
Some who have many a million
What makes me different from the rest
Uniquely qualified for this quest
A drop in the bucket is how I feel
Far from someone who can make this real
The answer is always a surprise
One I forget and have oft to re-surmise
No deed no matter how small
Counts equal to them all
It may make someone’s moment
Or cause them to lament
That they too have been heaven sent
To be the treasure they were meant
Each rain drop adds to the lake
This we should never forsake
Andreas Simic©
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