Constance La France Poet Verse

'random Acts of Kindness'

Snow was falling gently,
        as I walked through the pristine park;
          oh, it was so silent,
      I could hear the flakes whispering;
        I was just so peaceful-
          but soon I reached the busy street.

      And saw an old lady,
        trying to push a shopping cart;
          and she needed me,
      so, I pushed her cart to the store;
        it was a random thing-
          she seemed delighted for the help.

      One day I saw a man,
        begging in front of a subway;
          I asked him what he needed,
      he said, he wanted some food;
        I gave him five dollars-
          oh, it was just a random act.

      When, I journey downtown,
         I bring a big pocket of change;
           for we have homeless souls,
      so many that will hold out a hand;
         what's a few coins to me-
           I give out coins in kindness.

      Random acts of kindness,
        are so easy for each to do;
          they can be little things,
      each kindness will be rewarded;
        ten-fold it will come back-
          so, if you see a need, do it!

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January 30, 2017


Poetry/Verse/'Random Acts of Kindness'
Copyright Protected, ID 17-12262-282-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Submitted to Strand Select R Contest
Brian Strand

Honorable Mention

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