Givers Gain
To give is to gain
in the eyes of the mind
of a soul that is honest
and loving and kind.
It's fair to expect
that you get what you give
as your life is a measure
of morals you live.
What do we gain
when were willing to give?
What force feeds the soul
in our willing to live?
When given the chance
of a lifetime to choose,
our hope is the treasure
our hearts cannot lose.
Like a torch we pass down
to each, one by one.
To mothers as daughters
and fathers as sons,
a hope burning brightly,
a steady flame fast,
the strength of our future
through hope from our past.
We pass on these ways
without saying a word
as actions speak louder
and clearly are heard.
The examples are set
by the actions we choose,
without even thinking
of what we could lose
What is the worth
in the willing to give?
What is the point
of our purpose to live?
We give with the hope
of a better tomorrow.
To give up our hope
were are certain for sorrow
What is the cost
when we won't even try?
To give up our hope
and eventually die?
We break the connections
that keep us in sync,
a game of survival
that's lived on the brink.
All things find death
in the journey of life.
Hope is the light
through the darkness of strife.
We give and we gain,
give up and we lose.
What we will give
shapes the world that we choose.
- Jeannie Minor
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