The Belief
I believe in the service of putting others before yourself
the compassion of staying out in the cold
the power of giving one what they need and people being thankful for just having that little
the donation that can save someone’s life
the sparkle in a little child’s eye and the lightened smile on their face
lightheartedness, hopefulness, joyousness.
But to think some people consider to be happy they must not be concerned about others, leaves me in complete astonishment.
I believe in fighting for something I can’t let go of
I believe in making someone's day even if that means just giving them a compliment or smiling at them
I believe in the hope that someday the world around me will be a better place with all of us making a difference
concerness, faithfulness, kindred-spiritedness.
And I believe in going up to someone who has absolutely no one and asking if they want to be my friend.
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