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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