YOUR NEIGHBOR

Do you know the neighbor who lives in your block;

Do you ever take time for a bit of a talk?

Do you know his troubles, his heartaches, his cares,

The battles he's fighting, the burdens he bears?

Do you greet him with joy or pass him right by

With a questioning look and a quizzical eye?

Do you bid him "Good morning," and "How do you do,"

Or shrug up as if he were nothing to you?

He may be a chap with a mighty big heart

And a welcome that grips, if you just do your part.

And I know you'll coax out his sunniest smile

If you'll stop with this neighbor and visit awhile.

We rush on so fast in these strenuous days;

We're apt to find fault when it's better to praise.

We judge a man's worth by the make of his car;

We're anxious to find what his politics are.

But somehow it seldom gets under the hide,

The fact that the fellow we're living beside

Is a fellow like us, with a hankering, too,

For the grip of a hand and a "How do you do?"

With a heart that responds in a welcome sincere

If you'll just stop to fling him a message of cheer;

And I know you'll coax out his sunniest smile

If you'll stop with this neighbor and visit awhile.

                                          author unknown                                               H. Howard Biggar               

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