Best Volunteer Poems

I realize that I had the 
most steady heart
the heart of him who thinks of you
to continue to help with a
 sense of loyalty
even if it is just a dream

I realize that I had the 
Most creative heart
the heart of him who write to volunteers
to...

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The call goes out, the horn it sounds.
                   Someones fight for life begins uptown.

         Most of us hear that...

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'We have a future king to make,'
Said the deep, resounding voice.
'But it is not a proper fit for everyone.
For a king must know first how to obey than to command,
And to abide rather than reign.'

'And thus, I need a volunteer.'

The eager little voices swiftly gathered...

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The Volunteer

Each heartbeat of the volunteer 
Exudes a hope for mankind that
Embodies lessons of mercy, 
Honour, and compassion; equal

That higher calling made to all
Believers. The power of...love. 
Not just love for friends, but strangers.
Daily sacrificing their lives

And their selves on the alter of
Humanity. For no...

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I've met doctors who have played the know it all role,
Who thought they knew all there was to know,
To listen to their hearts seemed a waste of their time,
Diagnosing a persons heart without even really hearing their cries,
This behavior disturbed me to no end,
Not wanting...

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Why I Volunteer at Meals on Wheels

Why I volunteer at Meals on Wheels,
  I do it to help people receive meals.
I had to get a photo id
This is for the people’s safety
At first I thought of it as just something to do
  After...

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A Meals on Wheels Volunteer 

We give our time and use our wheels
When we deliver hot and cold meals

Bringing our elderly and disabled a meal to eat 
We go to homes on many a street

We do this to show we care 
It’s a good feeling...

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Vigour is needed
Opportunity arises
Love is shared
Unconditional is Service
Nurturing is done
Time is devoted
Excitement exists
Energy generates
Realism occurs...

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Home of the free
Home of the brave
Home of the innocent
Home of the heroes
Home of the victims
Home of the forgotten
Home of the broken
Home of the dead...

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Handshakes,kisses and fond farewell
with destiny's tears no thing could quell.

in Crystalline couplet form...

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it”s the softest stage of fear
in a fluffy atmosphere
and the Kiss is flying low
upon the face of the snow-
you can build a nice career
if you study all the beer
wearing the brown uniforms
of demoted unicorns
and the black eyes of a Saint
who will literally faint
in such burning...

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I take time for coffee and croissants,
Pack the car and drive to Houston town.  
Make delivery of food and clothes,
Bandages and diapers; meeting wants. 

Inbound on US Highway 59 
Long lines move slow, who can they all be? 
Visitors who peek at disaster? 
No,...

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Freedom has been forced out, it is long gone
and on the back of kindness it rode.
Pride spreads the unpleasant atmosphere through its campaign
setting up annexes and covering more zip codes.

Even the joyful melody of happiness
are crippled and void of cheerful nodes
Sweeping off all goodness to...

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When I see a homeless man or woman
 I instantly just throw prayer their way.
When with a little, child I will listen,
No matter if it takes them long to say

What in their mind they feel is important.
It helps to build their sense of worth, I...

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The boxes on the counter contain open-wide beaks
Of newly hatched birds, each begging for the food he seeks.
These babies are orphans, whose parents died or have left,
Or they fell out of a nest, leaving parents bereft.

Birds, hand-raised, are depending on those volunteering.
Our heroes are the...

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