Compassion Poem

Volunteer To Help Those In Need

My mother was bed ridden for 20 years, completely helpless with arthritic pain. She never complained. I had the complete care of her many of those years. It gave me the understanding to volunteer in rest homes because I knew what even little things meant to her. I'm 97 now and had to give up my drivers license and volunteering 6 years ago, but the thousands of hours I spent in rest homes are special memories.

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Looking Out For Others

© more by Alora M. Knight

Published: June 2019

What does it take to be a volunteer?
Must you travel afar, or is there someplace near
Where there is a need that is evident--
Where someone would think you were heaven sent

For giving them just a little of your time?
A cheerful smile does not cost a dime.
Or maybe, they need a ride somewhere
But there's no one to call on that seems to care.

Some people find it a difficult task
Being handicapped and having to ask
For help in doing the simplest things.
You can't imagine the joy that it brings

To know someone understands what they need--
A trip to the store or a new book to read.
Someone who doesn't make them feel useless and old.
Love and respect  are more precious than gold.

Now I know that this sounds like the same old story.
Still, I'd like you to take a good inventory
Of the things that you could easily do,
For someday the one who needs help may be you.

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ABOUT THE POET:

Words have always been an important part of my life. My mother taught to read before I started school and coached me through winning spelling contests. I had to learn the meaning of the words, too. I've written books and articles for Salesian Inspirational Mission, Chicken Soup for the Sister's Soul, for newspapers and magazines, but receiving...

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