An Unsung Mentor
The wind under our wings, how can it be,@08/25/2020 Carol Welch
that, unseen, but lifted we have been?
Where was the gratitude we could have let all see,
to whom can go the homage our hearts mean?
It's like a prayer, although the one is gone,
God bless the memory of the generous heart,
that gave unselfishly, my chances won.
To others, guided, may I do my part?
So bring the one that I can by the way,
who would benefit by encouragement from me.
And, let me recognize the need and act today,
and, like my mentor, respond generously.