#Two hours with pay
To roam around town
Anything, to get away
This cube paints my frown
I used to do it just to get away
But now I am not so sure
Now I take,
No I mean volunteer,
My day
The one moment I can savour
Never thought pleasure would come
By giving a helping hand
Never thought a smile would be from
Helping those that life has left astrand
I travel the town for miles
Deliver the weekly meals
Return to work with a genuine smile
A frown, upside down, now heals
Well at least for a little while.#
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
#Two hours with pay
To roam around town
Anything, to get away
This cube paints my frown
I used to do it just to get away
But now I am not so sure
Now I take,
No I mean volunteer,
My day
The one moment I can savour
Never thought pleasure would come
By giving a helping hand
Never thought a smile would be from
Helping those that life has left astrand
I travel the town for miles
Deliver the weekly meals
Return to work with a genuine smile
A frown, upside down, now heals
Well at least for a little while.#
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