Poor means
Poor it
Doesn’t mean
Broken nor
Does it
Mean ignorant
Or lazy
Or unlucky
Or dirtier
Or even
Less fortunate
So many
Of us
Have so
Much that
We forget
What we
Have why
Not give
Those forgotten
Things away
Not to
Make room
For more
But to
Raise the
Poor up
From the
Very bottom
Of life
I spoke
To God
Again He
Said you’re
Surprised by
My answer
To your
Prayer I
Said yes
They weren’t
Answers but
Questions Ah
He said
I know
The answers
Your job
Is to
Discover them
To continue
To love
Another who
No longer
Loves you
Is a
Gift not
To them
But to
You try
Never to
Be selfish
With your
Love because
In their
Absence of
Love you
Will find
A greater
Capacity of
Your own
And therein
Lives your
Divine spirit
And when
Your kiss
Lands upon
My cheek
The choirs
Of heaven
Sing and
Paradise lingers
There for
The briefest
Of moments
Quest upon
Accepting one
You’re told
The outcome
It becomes
An adventure
Only upon
Beginning and
Becomes a
Success not
When you
Achieve the
Prize but
Rather when
You assimilate
All the
Pieces gathered
Along the
Way so
Is love
And life
My dear
Dear friends
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 