Poem

Each person we happen to meet,
has an influence on what we do,
some make us feel happy,
and some make us feel blue.

But notice that special person,
when they walk into a room,
they possess that certain something,
to chase away the gloom.

What's special about this person,
is they don't say "I or me",
and tell about their problems,
or the way things ought to be.

They smile and say "hello there",
and "how are you today"?
Listening with sincere interest,
to the things I have to say.

They make me feel (I'm special),
sometimes I feel (I'm not),
I don't have a brand new car,
or even own a yacht !

Maybe today, I'll give it a try,
see what good I can do,
but that special person, I'm speaking about,
could it possibly be you?

Special Person

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