Neighbors sharing time,
Help and food,
Kindred thoughts of kindness
Syllable Lune
Neighbors sharing time,
Help and food,
Kindred thoughts of kindness
Syllable Lune
This little flower wasn’t in the garden of a queen,
Or even in a place where it might be seen,
Yet it was beautifully dressed,
Looking it’s best, as if blessed,
Bringing joy where it dwelt,
Sharing fragrance with any who smelt.
Oh that I, daily might try, to be
An affinity, in similarity.
Rhyme