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I VOLUNTEER

A quiet walk, a tender touch, an eager smile can mean so much. I recall, as dawn breaks through, that all the little things we do are simple pleasures filling days and touching lives in many ways. I help a loved one find a gift. I'm there when spirits need a lift. I hold the hands of those in pain, and listen as our guests explain their tears of joy or tears of grief. my presence here provides relief. I start each morning with a prayer: "Where there is need, let me be there," for little things I do each day, help those I meet along the way. I'm a caring part of every shift; I Volunteer ... the priceless gift. Submitted by Otis Rainwater

MY LITTLE BROWN-EYED GIRL

When I look into your brown eyes I see a lovelight shining there. When I press your sweet red lips They tell me you really care. The light in your eyes will never fade, My little brown-eyed girl. The touch of your lips for me was made, My little brown-eyed girl. I want you by my side, won't you be my bride? We'll let the world know we've nothing to hide. Will you marry me, pretty maid, My little brown-eyed girl? by Thomas Howard

IN WHICH HOUSE DO YOU LIVE?

"I got two As," the small boy cried, His voice was filled with glee. His father bluntly asked, "Why didn't you get three?" "Mom, I've got the dishes done," The girl called from the door. Her mother very calmly said, "Did you sweep the kitchen floor?" "I've mowed the grass," the tall boy said, "And put the mower away." The father, looking at the rug: "Didn't you clean off the clay?" The children in the house next door Seem happy and content. The same things happened over there, But this is how it went: "I got two As," the small boy cried, His voice was filled with glee. His father proudly said, "That's great; I'm glad you belong to me." "Mom, I've got the dishes done," The girl called from the door. Her mother smiles and softly said, "Each day I love you more." "I've mowed the grass," the tall boy said, "And put the mower away." His father answered with much joy, "Son, you have made my day!" Children deserve a little praise For tasks they're asked to do; If they're to lead a happy life, So much depends on you! Anonymous (Submitted by Dwayne Garner)