To look on and not offer assistance
to one who needs
is to stand in the shadows of truth
To listen and spread the gossip of loose tongues
is to salt the open wounds of pain
To grasp and hold onto
unfeeling material substances
is to lose the value of caring
To turn deaf ears to a
child's plea for identity
is to stifle creativity, individuality
To miss the beauty of life and living
is to hide in a shadowy cocoon, alone
To miss the joy of a child with grandparents
is to read a good book, only to find
someone has torn away the final chapter
Live every day to its fullest
Take pride in whatever you do
Make your small corner unforgettable
Because it once belonged to you