Be Kind to The Poor

Elderly man with hands folded, saying a prayer over a table with a simple meal

Turn not from him, who asks of thee
A portion of thy store;
Poor though in earthly goods thou be,
Thou yet canst gire,—what's more.

The balm of comfort thou canst pour
Into his grieving mind,
Who oft is turned from wealth's proud door,
With many a word unkind.

Does any from the false world find
Naught but reproach and scorn?
Does any, stung by words unkind,
Wish that he ne'er was born?

Do thou raise up his drooping heart.
Restore his wounded mind;
Though naught of wealth thou canst impart,
Yet still thou mayest be kind.

And oft again thy words shall wing
Backward their course to thee,
And in thy breast will prove a spring
Of pure felicity.

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Sometimes we have nothing to offer but our kindness. A good word also matters.

Though we are used to woe and poverty in this uncertain world, but we have to remember that there's someone who needs our help and it's possible for us to take care.

Keep your heart opened and share your love with others.

© Katia Marynowska


* Poem by Jones Very, 1870.

# Photograph "Grace" by Eric Enstrom, 1918.

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