There Isn’t Much

A friend just sent me this little poem, that has made me smile and know that I’m not alone.  Just like to pass it on to all those who may feel all alone.  Don’t know where they got it from, but love the ending of each line- “as on OUR way WE go”.

There Isn’t Much

There isn’t much that I can do, but I can share my bread with you and sometimes share a sorrow, too – as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do, but I can sit an hour with you and I can share a joke with you and sometimes share reverses, too – as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do, but I can share my flowers with you and I can share my books with you and sometimes share your burdens, too – as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do, but I can share my songs with you and I can share my mirth with you and sometimes come and laugh with you – as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do, but I can share my hopes with you and I can share my fears with you and sometimes shed some tears with you – as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do, but I can share my friends with you and I can share my life with you and oftentimes share a prayer with you – as on our way we go

Todd