October 6, 2021
A poem
Anonymous

A poem
By
Anonymous
A poem about the need for action and support.
Before Action came
I had to strain
and staying home was one big strain
No life for me
I had no glee
I waited all year for the Christmas Tree
A bus, it did improve
Yes my chair I could move
Boy, it was a groove
Even though for only one at a time
Action made the sunshine
It was a start that warmed my heart.