Compassion

Compassion

A Poem by Dressed in Poetry
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Number 5.

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She drove downtown,
Which was about an hour away,
In her beaten-up car
That desperately needed an oil change
On her weekly trip.
First, the Goodwill –
She had too many things she never used,
And the others could benefit from them.
Next, the soup kitchen.
Not for herself, but for the others.
Ladling out a meal always helped her
See how lucky she really was.
Finally, the church,
So that she could teach the little ones
Compassion and Love.
She was the best teacher
That they ever knew.

© 2008 Dressed in Poetry


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awwwh, it's so sweet! you did a lot better job w/ this one than i did.
in the third line, you put "ear" and i think you meant something else...unless she was driving an ear that needed an oil-change =)

Posted 16 Years Ago



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