Little Gifts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Living in another day, chasing clouds of darkness away
from my interior life through prayer and contemplation,
finding peace needed to live this life as it's meant to
be lived.

Loving, caring, being compassionate, helping and taking
care of others, always being open, ready to offer what-
ever may be needed.

Tears may be falling within yourself, yet reaching out
to another having trouble or difficulty will ease your
own pain.

Tears will be wiped away spiritually through the giving
of self to another in need, a positive and enlightening
way to overcome our own suffering, loneliness, emptiness
and abandonment.

Giving of oneself brings goodness and relief to another
and is returned ten fold to us without ever having to
ask for it in return.

A holy and wonderful blessing sent to us from heaven a-
bove, little gifts given to us spontaneously without
having to be asked for.