How I adore goodness
I see and hear
I find it rare
But in the mix I see it there
Doing what's right whatever the case
Serving quietly not on the take
In an evil time the blind will see
Goodness and mercy sets us free.
- Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 23rd, 2024 02:07
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments5
Yes definitely still there…but perhaps as times get harder then it's harder to find….
A rhyme of hope, and for that, thanks.
Inspired by the 94 y'old from the Atherton table land that just retired. He run (probably) one of the last full service, service stations.
Got to love it!
Excellent write
We try our best
You're welcome
Thank you. Simply stated with a subtle poignancy it is too beautifully rendered.
I sure could use a handful of your optimism. Nice work.
Such very true words 2781.
Andy
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