Thoughts From a Past Journal
While you are
waiting for someone
to reach out to you,
someone
somewhere
is also waiting
to be reached out to,
to be given a kind word,
to be lifted up,
to be shown compassion,
to be given dignity...
Stop waiting,
you are being awaited...
waiting for someone
to reach out to you,
someone
somewhere
is also waiting
to be reached out to,
to be given a kind word,
to be lifted up,
to be shown compassion,
to be given dignity...
Stop waiting,
you are being awaited...
posted by on the Rock @ 9:34 PM
8 Comments:
At 10:58 AM,
eph2810 said…
That is awesome. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
At 4:55 AM,
Ramblins of a middle-aged goddess said…
Great poem...thanks for stopping by my blog to see my granddaughters. Your little nephew has the biggest eyes. Little ones always do!! Have a great Monday...
At 9:34 AM,
Susie said…
Thank you for reminding us all this.
At 11:54 AM,
Pamela said…
Just dropped by to say "hi". We are all connected like a chain link and only as strong as the weakest link. Thanks for lifting me up and keeping us strong. :)
At 9:59 PM,
Anonymous said…
ooh very deep. And so true.
At 10:21 PM,
rena said…
Wow, this simple little poem really spoke to me. Thank you.
At 7:58 PM,
Tracy S said…
that is awesome....So inspiring. Thank you for sharing :)
At 5:30 PM,
Christine said…
That is just beautiful. Thanks!
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