Found On the Receiving End
I extend my hand.
And you examine it,
To see if my nails are manicured.
In the bag,
I've delivered to you...
An assortment of cans of soup.
With a can opener.
Familiarize yourself with it.
And use it as you choose.
You are going to find,
Less attention given to your pretensions.
And more are you going to accept,
Acts of kindness that do not distract.
Especially when your needs,
Become identified in your mind...
To be found on the receiving end!
You will discover a forgiveness,
On the streets...
Has today,
Become an urgent necessity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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