Friday, February 17, 2012

UNSUNG HERO(S).




Saw him everyday at the park
With concentrated effort he would walk
Beads of sweat glistening his forehead
He carried on undaunted,
With a walker for balance and support....
Pity was all I felt!
Two months down the line
Now, in his shoes
I can understand his pain
My respect, he did gain.



30 comments:

  1. mmm...life has that way of humbling us...and he is a hero if for no other reason than inspiring with his endurance...

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  2. If not for the faith there I go.. Great thoughts and imagery!!


    http://jpweddingphotograpy.blogspot.com/2012/02/image-of-week-jims-over-21-version.html

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  3. Now she's in a walker?
    Nice piece of writing Janu...You Rock!
    Loved your 55
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  4. I see a man with a cane every day at the park where I walk, doing his "two" as he calls it. I am thankful for my health, knowing it won't always be so. The body wears out.
    Love this poem!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/02/16/one-hell-of-a-ride-3/

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  5. Oh, such a great reflection here! Truly, you have had to walk in his shoes . . .But, hope not for long!

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  6. Nothing really hits home until you've walked a mile in someone else's shoes, I do hope that you are healing fast and pain free :)

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  7. It's so hard to imagine walking in someone else's shoes..but when you do you gain great insight and respect.......Feel better soon miss janu......As always...XOXOXOXO

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  8. It is difficult to keep prospective when seeing this, feeling pity is often our response to another's frailties. There is nothing quite like being put there with them to turn that around. Heal quickly and love to you. <3

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  9. Better understanding always comes from a journey within another's shoes.

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  10. We must always beware lest we give those we see less love than they deserve. So hard, because love is well whose water never goes dry. Thank you for reminding me that in the way I treat the downtrodden and those less fortunate, so I am judged.

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  11. This touched my heart, Janaki. :-)

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  12. We really are all connected and the kindness we others is the kindness we give to ourselves.
    Beautiful and touching poem;)

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  13. Janaki, yes! Having worked with the elderly a good part of my nursing career, this is truly heroic.

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  14. It's funny how those things happen. Nice snapshot.

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  15. Lovely Janu,
    I'll bet it was a humbling experience for you too, especially with the shoe being on the other foot, so to speak.
    Nice imagery.
    Thanks for sharing.

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  16. Wow! I hope you heal fast. All my love.

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