Franklin Price Poet Rhyme

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.

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Ovidiu Bocsa July 20, 2015 at 3:54 AM The pen of night brought us as gift much light.With shinning eyes I try to see the sun.It is difficult, and eyes got tears.But tears of light in a tender sight. Franklin Price July 20, 2015 at 8:24 AM Ovidu, you are so kind.When I saw your comment what did I find? A joy to me that you thought so much to visit my site and leave such a touch. I am so pleased that you were inspired to write this great compliment. Thank you. come again.