Perhaps I shall not pass this way again
And yet I might. Whatever good I do
However slight, I shall remember when
I reminisce upon my life. If true
And sweet nobility shall be mine then,
I must not lose this opportunity
To lift, to cheer, to bless or comfort lend.
Through acts of love this small community
Of neighbors I call friends could be increased.
Eternity suggests I ask such things
As how the present moment could bring peace
To someone else; for every person brings
With them some task or mission to perform.
Perhaps they’ll do it better if they’re warm.
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