Late last night I felt a little peckish.
Happened to walk down the passage.
Little pixie on the desk offered me some food on my way back.
Magic things do happen.
This morning I replaced the food with a simple gift,
to my surprise I was given three small bottles of water.
Oh my, there has been some ‘give’.
Ten years ago on my fathers passing,
a friend of my mothers supplied a smorgasbord of food for us to devour.
That was a fantastic gift in our hours of morning,
it does not hurt to give to your fellow-man.
For from my observation there is far too much ‘take’.
If everyone ‘gives’, there will be a pile of ‘give’ in the middle to share around.
If everyone ‘takes’ there is nothing to share, and everyone begins to tear one another apart.
So a little ‘give’ will never hurt,
and make the world a better place for all.