A Rare World
I asked my friends what was rare to them...

I asked my friends
what was rare to them
and the answers freely flowed
Common sense said one
for the world has none
let’s bring it back to the fold
The others chimed in
oh where to begin
their answers were harsh and bold
Modesty and manners
respect and true love
compassion has grown cold
Family values, work ethic
empathy and friendship
they longed for days of old
My heart was torn
at their answers forlorn
their story clearly told
How my friends viewed the world
through a lens of despair
their anguish plainly showed
These were not the answers
I’d expected to hear
now they lay raw and exposed
I thought all day
I wanted a way
to lighten their heart’s heavy load
How for my friends
could I make amends
and leave them feeling consoled
Friends, said I
your answers are wry
you are stuck in a despairing mode
How in this now
might I lift you up
so happiness may take hold
You need to see
that which could be
if your sight was opened, not closed
So, take that which is rare
make it common, if you dare
make this world a treasure to behold
Flood this place with your love
like that up above
let your heart sing of wonders extolled
About the Creator
Amanda Buck
Amanda is a creative writer and photographer.



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