Rare Heart
He cares for the less fortunate
Never judges the weak or frail
He does much to lift them up
Knowing he's only a step away himself
Always there to lend a hand
No matter the circumstance
It is said that he is just one man
But one man that's learned to make a stand
Rare heart
Beats for those in need
Rare heart
Keeps him alive in his beliefs
He never thinks about himself
Or brings glory to his name
With a purpose in life to help others strive
He revels in the give away
Do they ever really deserve it
Has never once crossed his mind
Do any of us more or less
Deserve anything in life
Rare heart
A heart that freely beats
Rare heart
Gives more than it ever keeps
He'll continue on his whole life long
In doing what is right
Not what you find in the world's mind
But in the good Lord's eyes
There are never preconditions
In healing what is hurt
Feels it's his job to spread the love
But never is it work
Rare heart
Always is upbeat
Rare heart
Always filling others needs
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