Bayith ~ Sweeter Than Honey

Beatitudes of Friends of the Aged

Blessed are they who make it known I am loved, respected and not alone,

Blessed are they who understand my faltering step and palsied hand,

Blessed are they who know that my ears today must strain to catch the things they say,

Blessed are they who seem to know that my eyes are dim and my thoughts are slow,

Blessed are they who looked away when coffee was spilled at the table today,

Blessed are they who with a cheery smile stop and chat a little while,

Blessed are they who never say ‘you told that story twice today’,

Blessed are they who know the ways to bring back memories of yesterdays,

Blessed are they who know I’m at a loss to find the strength to carry my cross,

Blessed are they who ease the days on my journey home in loving ways.

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