Hiding Good Deeds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Hiding Good Deeds
Comfortable living isn't a reality for most people.
Sitting on sidelines, hoping for a meal or drink.
How has this neediness been manifested?
Why is there such a shortage of caring people?
Only when news stations cover circumstances do people come out in force.
There are a few people though, who hide their good deeds from searching eyes.
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