Passing It Forward
Had a purge on my study today,
Loads of stuff to go away.
CD's and books, DVD's too,
All gathering dust, I'll never view.
Lots of bric-a-brac, pictures galore,
Cushions and ornaments and much more.
All stacked and piled on the table outside,
Just sat there waiting for me to decide.
Where it's all going, I had not a clue,
Then came a memory of the blue.
I saw a movie, maybe you did too,
About when good fortune comes to you.
All this I have gathered, not wanted now,
Remembering the movie showed me just how.
It was called Passing It Forward",
What you don't want, you can award,
To those in need, without any reward.
Take it all to the charity of your choice,
No need for acclaim, so don't raise your voice.
The shop can make money for their worthy cause,
It's a bit like playing at being Santa Clause.
Bringing presents for being good the year through.
Now you can help others, like others helped you.
Pass it forward.
© Dave Timperley 02/11/2018
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