Beatitudes for the friend of the aged

November 21, 2012 chris
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 Blessed are the who understand
    My faltered step and palsied hand.
    Blessed are they who know today
    It’s a strain to catch the things they say.
    Blessed are they who seem to know
    That my eyes are dim and my wits are slow.
    Blessed are they with a cherry smiles
    Who stop and chat for a little while.
    Blessed are they who never say
    You’ve told me that story twice today.
    Blessed are they who know the way
    To bring back memories of yesterday.
    Blessed are they who make it known
    That I’m loved, respected and not alone.
    Blessed are they who ease the days
    On my journey in loving ways.
    The heart will tell you what the head cannot. And you’re never alone if you’re accompanied by good thoughts!