the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 345 – The Most Respected

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Service, service, service.
Volunteer, volunteer, volunteer.
Giving without expectation of any reward or acknowledgement.
This is all perfect when you think about it.
The most selfless human being is the most respected.
But what about serving yourself?
Volunteering to give just a slice of your day to yourself?
So for the rest of today I choose me.
Is that so much to ask?


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