The Act Of Giving Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

The Act Of Giving



Recently, I saw a handicapped man, in
his wheel chair. He held a paper cup, in
his hand and sadly asked, do you have
a dollar to spare? I hated to tell him no,
but what could I say. I never kept any
money with me and used my credit cards,
to pay. I felt so guilty, but what could I do.
Then I looked for my wallet and began,
searching it through. It suddenly dawned
on me, I had a change purse, but had no
idea, what'd I'd find. When I openend it
up, I suddenly had, peace of mind. I
counted it very carefully and by some
miracle, it came to exactly a dollar. Just
what he had asked for. You can imagine
how exuberant I was, but I wished, I could
give him, so much more. When I went back
and handed him the change, his face lit up,
with a great big smile. I felt ten feet tall,
knowing I did, something worthwhile. Now,
a big load was lifted, as in my heart, it's a
way of giving. Knowing, that you helped a
person, who was in need and you enabled
him, to go on living!

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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