It Is Nice To Be Loved - Poem by Sylvia Ashley
You can give a beggar a few dimes,
And in so doing, count your blessings,
That it is not you, who have fallen upon hard times.
The best gift that you can give to anyone,
Is the gift of love, and all of yourself,
Your time, attention, but not your wealth,
For an open heart will reap its own rewards.
Love is like a stone, cast upon the waters,
For each ripple encircles, and widens,
Look to Jesus Christ for support, and guidance,
Live as well as you possibly can,
Then die a happy woman, or a man.
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