Why is my life so easy to bear?
At my age I should be perched in a rocking chair
Or lying in a cozy bed at a nursing home
Never thinking about where next I must roam.
Instead you'll find me at the gym
Not dunking in the pool like the other old folks
But lifting weights, kick-boxing
And laughing at jokes.
Why do others my age grumble and complain
About every little, or big, ache or pain?
If I acted that way
I could become insane.
Here's the solution
When I practice this, I find
I can be blessed
With permanent peace of mind:
Find some people who are worried or ill
And then present them with your magic pill
Your magic pill?
What can that be?
I promise
It will work for you
'cause it's always worked for me.
How do you find this pill
So you can play your part?
You find it by searching
Deep in your heart.
The contents are quite simple
What does this pill contain?
A few ingredients
To remove their pain.
Give them a big smile
And the touch of your hand
Tell a little joke
That would be grand !!! (:+)
The bonus?
You'll receive blessings
That never will end
Because you've learned what it is
To be a good friend.
The magic word is
VOLUNTEER!!!
Annette
August 7, 2010
