Measuring Worth
Though countless hours slip away
With memories unregistered
There are moments that define us
By the love and comfort offered
Portfolios filled with kindness
Will take us to a higher plane
Than resumes of apathy
Or PhDs of the inhumane
Some brains are blessed with intellect
To achieve academic height
But spiritual souls rise higher
As we enter the final light
It’s not the gifts we have at birth
But the ones we nourish and grow
By which our value will be judged
And passage to heaven bestowed
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2009
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