On Grace's Note from a little drummer boy

People were created to be loved, things were created to be used.
The world is in CHAOS because people are being used, and things loved" -anon

wE must love ourselves
As a bluebird or chickadee
We must survive and sing
And hide and please, ourselves yes,
But others like us, friends, and family.

Birds may paint beautiful world with songs,
Brighten days long thought gone.
Take pleasure in their fancy company,
The little ones, they flit with hunger,
So very poor, with only one set of clothes.

Feed yourself loving, laughing, learning, living things
Because they were created to be used, these artifacts
that flutter around hearts with butterfly wings.
And in being kind to others, you are loving.
And in breaking bread, you are making friend.
And in listening so quietly, you are being so patient.