Neighbor Samaritan Poem by Randy McClave

I asked my neighbor for some salt
I just ran out and it was my own fault,
And I needed some salt, so very badly
My neighbor then brought it to me very gladly.
She loaned it to me with a wink and a smile
I then told her with a laugh that sometimes I feel so senile,
Then I told her this is what friends and neighbors are for
Then with a smile I left her front door.
And then when I returned back into my house
There standing in disbelief was my child and spouse,
They both uttered unto me that we have salt here
They then concluded we have enough for a whole year.
I then told them that our neighbor don't have that much
So, I don't want them to ever feel like a crutch,
They don't have much money which sometimes happiness brings
And sometimes they nervously just ask me for different things.
So, I just asked them for something small that wouldn't burden them
Something that wouldn't make them feel grim,
Something that they could happily and easily loan out
With a joy and a happiness and without a nervous doubt.
I wanted our neighbor to feel needed too
Needed by the world, and especially by both me and you,
"And then when the hungry the Good Samaritan does feed"
"It will now be easier for them to ask us for anything they might need".

Randy L. McClave