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Give Life
Give life, it’s a precious thing,
It’s a gift, a present, a good deed,
Give a little bit of yourself,
Give to those who are in need.
Years ago, when I almost lost my muse,
Her life was saved by a blood transfusion,
It was an act of kindness from a stranger,
A kind gesture and a valuable contribution.
I learned the importance of compassion,
Donating blood is a precious gift of life,
I realize what it means to pay it forward,
I appreciate it even more for having my wife.
Every sixty days I go into my local bank,
And give four hundred eighty milligrams,
It’s a small price compared to what it can do,
It makes a difference when it’s in such a demand.
But the feeling one receives after giving,
(Granted you’ve drank liquids and eaten right),
Is one of the most modest and noble emotions,
That you’ve given some else a chance to fight.
So donate just for the sake of giving, for living,
Human kindness is best attribute you’ll build,
The life you save might be for someone close,
Give blood, give life and you’ll be glad you did.
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