a lovely wee poem , could apply to us all

[jimmy white]

            " love that is hoarded"

 

love that is hoarded,moulds at length,

          until we know some day,

    the only thing we ever had

          is what we give away.

 

and kindess that is never used

          but hidden all allone,

will slowly harden till it is

as hard as any  stone.

 

                  it is the things we allways hold

                    that we lose, day by day;

                   the only things we ever keep

                        are what we give away,

 

 

[Merlin]

Ever so true ,very apt Jimmy.