Then one day they say their sibling’s name

“Y”s for “L”s 

You see a little person 

Trying to help

Giving of themselves

The smallest of things

But it’s more than a fair trade 

And its sacrifice is great

As they struggle to reach

Not just a hand out

But to graciously give

Reminding us how we use to live

When we felt others wrongs 

We felt their tears on our cheeks 

Hardened by time

And being ignored

But what a life we could live

If we gave a little more


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