Every day, a moment passes
That leaves memories to last
Touching one soul or the masses
Bound within the beauty cast
Yet, as common as the practice
I still find myself amazed
By the blessings that still exist
Whenever a need is raised.

Through compassion, everlasting
Even when this world upends
Our concern is far from fasting
When we join hands and transcend
Upon those who need assistance
Or a simple word of care
In a time when mere existence
Seems too great a load to bear.

Every day, a point arises
That shall be forevermore
Seen as one of life’s surprises
To come beating on the door
Yet, as much as this is assured
I will always be amazed
By the souls whose kindness endured
Whenever a need was raised.

© 2006 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection