Carol read this poem aloud as a kind of prayer before we began a poetry corner meeting.
“Do unto others” may sound rather trite
Nevertheless, it is right
If we know our own druthers
We think kinder of others:
Poor Annie needs care and a smile
Sam’s alone, let us tarry awhile
Give Alice a hug, lend Harry a hand
While able, spread warmth o’er the land
Help those who are having it rough
Our turn will come soon enough.
Virginia L. Wylie