Lifeline Poem by Helen Antonas

Someone answers the calls all day and all night
Volunteers giving their time to help make things right

The calls come in, one after the other
They are from Mums, Dads, sisters and brothers

All kinds of people from all walks of life
Telling us their troubles and all their strife's

We are there to listen and help them on their way
Some will call us back again on another day

We have to be non-judgmental, open-minded and kind
As most of the callers are in some sort of bind

Life isn't easy; life isn't fair
But isn’t it nice to call someone who cares