KINDNESS POEM FOR ALL

the summer flowers of Sydney December 2010


KINDNESS POEM

If you were busy being kind
Before you knew it you would find,
You'd soon forget to think it was true
That someone was unkind to you.

If you were busy being glad
And cheering people who were sad,
Although your heart might ache a bit
You'd soon forget to notice it.

If you were busy being good
And doing just the best you could,
You'd not have time to blame the man
Who's doing the very best he can.

If you were busy being true
To what you know you ought to do,
You'd be so busy you'd forget
The blunders of the folks you've met.

~UNKNOWN~