A THOUGHT flashed 'cross a kindly mind, It grew into a deed; A deed, that stretched a helping hand, Unto a brother's need. That brother, strengthened by the deed, In humble gratitude, Passed on the blessing he received, To do another good, And on it went, and years passed by; 'Til, as the maxim run, This deed, around its circuit passed, Returned where it begun. It found its owner sunken low, In heartache's bitter groan; The thought, the deed of that far day, Proved but a friendly loan. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LUNCH AT A CLUB by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE EXPANDED COMPOSITION by CLARENCE MAJOR THE GAME OF CHESS by EZRA POUND ASPIRATIONS OF A COUNTRY LAD by GEORGE SANTAYANA TO A PACIFIST FRIEND by GEORGE SANTAYANA |