Always running the gamut of life, trying to do our best,
finding ways to help other people in times of need or
loss.
Contributing whatever we are able to, never considering
the cost, just being caring and compassionate to our
fellow man.
No matter their race, creed, religion, nationality, none
of that matters when someone needs our help.
A generous nation that we live in, having taught our own
children, hoping to carry on this tradition for generations
to come.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem has become an instant favorite, RoseAnn. I salute to the nation which nurtures the spirit of cooperation and compassion that is passed on from one generation to the next as a matter of tradition and is always ready to help out the needy without asking for their race, creed, religion, nationality, none.