Gentle People Poem by Marilyn Lott

The gentle people who live there
Are like the flowers we grow
They’re sweet and beautiful
And a little colorful, you know

Some are a little bit spicy
With their winning smiles
They cheer you when you meet
As you visit them awhile

They blossom in the sunshine
Like flowers we all love the sun
They have droopy tired days as well
But then are ready for some fun

They all have special qualities
Just like the flowers do
But are ready for little changes
And perhaps new scenery too

As they hop aboard their bus
And take a little ride
Their smiling anxious faces
Are always quickly applied

Yes, they’re very lucky
To all be pretty equal
To live in a special place
Full of sweet and gentle people!