Surviving old age on a low wage, A humble life upon life’s stage, Counting coins with weathered hands, Building dreams in shifting sands.
Each dollar stretched, each penny saved, Memories rich, though times enslaved, By rising costs and shrinking pay, Yet still, you face another day.
The world grows fast, but you slow down, Your wisdom far outshines the crown Of wealth and gold some strive to wear Your treasure’s found in love and care.
For though your pockets may be light, Your spirit stands, unbowed in flight, Surviving old age with grit and grace, Living with pride in every space.
A neighbor’s smile, a welcome sight, In morning’s calm or evening’s light, A friendly wave, a helping hand, That shows we share the same small land.
Through every season’s turn and tide, A neighbor stands there by your side, With kindness in the simplest way, Brightening both cloudy and clear day.
We share a fence, a street, a wall, But hearts can reach beyond them all. For neighbors, true, don’t need to roam, They make the world feel like a home.
In laughter shared or burdens eased, The bond between us never seized. A neighbor’s gift, a priceless friend, Whose care and warmth will never end.
How would I pray if silence stole my voice today, Would my heart and eyes find another way to say? God listens to my soul, not words that fill the air, For prayer is more than sounds; it’s the love I share.
If He knows my past, my future, and my day, Why then must I kneel, why do I still pray? It’s not my needs that draw His ear so near, But the love I give, the faith sincere.
God’s Light shines bright, forever strong, In silence or speech, it carries me along. My love for others, through Him, will extend, Bringing Grace and Mercy, blessing every friend.
Have the courage to your conventions, Bolstered by the strength of your faith, Stand firm in your heart’s convictions, Even when the winds berate.
For faith is a fire that burns inside, A steady flame in the darkest night, Guiding your soul where truth resides, Through shadows and doubt’s heavy fight.
Let no storm shake your foundation, Let no fear tear you apart, For the strength of your faith’s salvation Will embolden the depths of your heart.
Walk the path you know is right, With courage that never sways, For in your faith, there shines a light, That will lead you through all days.
The dog sat quietly, eyes full of grace, Watching the customers in this busy place. They took their meals, and with each bite, Exchanged for notes, a common sight.
But then he rose, with a piece of a leaf, His eyes full of innocence, hope, and belief. As if he knew the trade we make, He offered his token, for hunger’s sake.
With nothing but trust, he made his plea, And in that moment, it was clear to see— A heart so pure, with no demands, Just seeking kindness from human hands.
I took his leaf, and with a smile, Fulfilled his wish, though it took a while. In that small act, we both could see, The beauty of simplicity, in perfect harmony.