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Poem about hope and helping others |
| Wipe the tear from your eyes And listen well to the hopeful cries For those who struggle night and day, Are the humble and the meek Who don't give up when skies are grey, But wealth and fortune they do not seek, Trying to survive the cold and rain Through the dark of night Although positive they remain, Even when burden aims to gain Fast and furiously, in the shadows name He creeps upon them once again, To take what pride that is earned But the greedy shadow, Should have learned, That the more the hope in ones eyes, Builds up strength and multiplies. There you go my little ones, Wipe the tears from your eyes, Your strength will take you by the hand And by surprise. Then one day you will realise you are the wonder That you need to be To provide your help to the unkind And those with closed minds, One day little one Those you help will return Your gift in abundance, And extend their hands To help others across the lands. |