It's been said in the past

You will always be last

If your door is never ajar

For people will come far



To you, if you'll only let 

Them come with their mindset

For many have alternate views

And so they will then choose



You - because you are there

And because you show you care

And really that's all they want

A kind mind and heart and front



For some are just alone in a yard

They've built around them so hard

They've not had the time to enjoy

All the good things in life to toy



With ... for they've been so busy

Playing at being adult, in a tizzy

And then they wake up and realize

There are many others who prize



Being at one with life's wonders

And shun the world's blunders

For it goes on without some

Who always make themselves run



For these others are laid back

And don't have to always stack

Means to go on in large cupboards

For they've art to keep them huddled



Up in their warm, quiet, cosy abodes

As they plan their art to show

Others who will see and appraise

And then go on about their days



Thinking about their perusals

As they go on with their usual

Everyday world they're absorbed in

Which sometimes comes across thin



And they wonder how much things

Would be different if bells ring

From other belfries than on top

Of their home, office or shop



And they followed the new peal

And went straight there with zeal

For they want beauty found in song

Which they could listen to, along



With words spread upon waves

Which do cover many, many saves

And they reach out for fingertips

They wish to taste on their lips



And pull them towards their hearts

For they have passion in starts

Which envelops beauteous minds

Whose words are so often kind ...



- Tristram