Time Being Spent.....
Volunteer at the food bank,twice a week
collecting smiles from those I meet....
The elderly with long memories
enjoy telling their story...
to someone who will listen
they just want to know
......they're not forgotten
retirement home living can seem
like a closed in shelter....
to those who sit alone
they do have a story to tell...
Physically disabled from age and pain
lifting their spirit is the reward I gain....
Some call me their local poet
while I share some of my thoughts
but...picking their brain
are the treasures I got....
A changing world
a passing of the torch
overlapping generations
a true relation of understanding...
the world itself hasn't really changed
it just depends on us
and how we relate....
Copyright © Jay Del Fierro | Year Posted 2007
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