The Beatitudes for the friends of the older folks

November 22, 2013 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 cheery 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!