SERVANTS
We are those who are
Always first and last.
Ours is the task
To carry the burden far.
We give unfailingly;
While we meet all.
Challenge ourselves unceasingly;
Not waiting for the call.
Where are those we thought
Would be with us? Up front!
Lifting up the banner;
Journeying on; Rewards unsought.
Strength we all seek;
To keep us on our way.
A word; Some common sustenance;
A role; Simple; Day by day.
See how they bustle?
Waiting and watching; Patiently.
All bright the faces;
Wide smiles clouded occasionally!
Feb. 1991 © Will George.
Will George Poet
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