12 Giving Poems

1. Seek To Give
   Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
   
   When one seeks to give,
   It gives mean to the word, "live".
   What is shared may be small,
   But its affects can be great for all.
   
   Helping others who are in a slump,
   Can lift spirits and help them over a hump.
   The act of giving will often find
   A blessing that will come back in kind.




Poems About Helping Others



2. A Lofty Measure
   Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
   
   When life inside feels down and blue
   Helping others will give to you, too!
   Just how much one could give without cost
   A smile, a kind word can make a difference to one who is lost.
   
   Speaking encouragement, sympathy, understanding
   Is giving help but not demanding.
   Giving fills our heart and soul with treasure
   Know that giving is the lofty measure.




Poems Of Encouragement



3. Make A Difference
   Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
   
   Give a little, makes a difference
   Help others with no resistance
   It doesn't have to be grand or tall
   Sometimes things will help us that are small.
   
   Share joy and create more smiles
   The smile could travel miles and miles.
   Giving opens your heart to feel true bliss
   Share the love and happiness, a feeling you don't want to miss.




Positive Poems



4. Giving And Serving
   Poet: Henry Drummond
   
   Half the world is on the wrong scent
   in the pursuit of happiness.
   They think it consists in having and getting,
   And in being served by others.
   
   It consists in giving and in serving others.




Poems About Being Happy



5. When You Give
    Poet: Margaret Gordon Kuhlman
   
   If you find that life is flat,
   Full of this, with none of that,
   Try giving!
   
   Introspection makes it flatter;
   A few more years - what will it matter?
   Try giving!
   
   If the world is dark and bitter;
   Things all tend to make a quitter-
   Try giving!
   
   Forget yourself in helping others;
   Know that all men are your brothers,
   You will see then life is sweeter
   Than you thought, and far completer -
   When you give!




Poems About Brotherhood



6. Did You?
   Poet Unknown
   
   Did you give him a lift? He's a brother of man.
   And bearing about all the burden he can.
   
   Did you give him a smile? He was downcast and blue.
   And a smile would have helped him to battle it through.
   
   Did you give him your hand? He was slipping down hill,
   And the world, so I fancied, was using him ill.
   
   Did you give him a word? Did you show him the road,
   Or did you just let him go on with his load?
   
   Did you ask what it was-why the quivering lip?
   Why the half suppressed sob, and the scalding tears drip?
   
   Were you a brother of his when the time came of need?
   Do you know what it means to be losing the fight?
   
   When a lift just in time, might set everything right?
   Do you know what it means-just the clasp of a hand?
   
   When a man's borne about all a man ought to stand?




Train of Life Poem



7. The Joy Of Giving
   Poet: John Kendrick Bangs
   
   Who's never known the joy of giving
   Has never known the bliss of living.
   It matters not the style of gift;
   A bit of gold to ease some shift,
   Or just a smile, a sunny rift
   Of sympathy, some care to lift
   From shoulders worn and bending;
   Some little act befriending;
   A gentle whack
   Upon the back
   To hearten up some troubled wight
   Whose steps have wandered from the light;
   These all are gifts well worth the giving
   For those who seek the joy of living.
   Just go some day
   Upon the quiet.
   Out on the way
   My friend, and try it!




Poems About Joy



8. In Giving
   Poet: M. E. Russell
   
   It is in loving, not in being loved,
   The heart is blessed;
   It is in giving, not in seeking gifts,
   We find our quest.
   Whatever be thy longing or thy need,
   That do thou give.
   So shalt thy soul be fed, and thou, indeed,
   Shalt truly live.




Quotes About Giving



9. Giving And Living
   Poet: Unknown
   
   Forever the sun is pouring his gold
   On a hundred worlds that beg and borrow;
   His warmth he squanders on summits cold,
   His wealth, on the homes of want and sorrow.
   To withhold his largess of precious light
   Is to bury himself in eternal night:
   To give is to live.
   
   The flower shines not for itself at all;
   Its joy is the joy it freely diffuses;
   Of beauty and balm it is prodigal,
   And it lives in the life it sweetly loses.
   No choice for the rose but glory or doom -
   To exhale or smother to wither or bloom:
   To deny is to die.
   
   The seas lend silvery rain to the land,
   The land its sapphire streams to the ocean;
   The heart sends blood to the brain of command,
   The brain to the heart its constant motion;
   And over and over we yield our breath -
   Till the mirror is dry and images death:
   To live is to give.
   
   He is dead whose hand is not opened wide
   To help the need of sister or brother;
   He doubles the worth of his lifelong ride
   Who gives his fortunate place to another;
   Not one, but a thousand lives are his
   Who carries the world in his sympathies:
   To deny is to die.
   
   Throw gold to the far-dispersing wave,
   And your ships sail home with tons of treasure;
   Care not for comfort, all hardships brave,
   And evening and age shall sup with pleasure;
   Fling health to the sunshine, wind, and rain,
   And roses shall come to the cheek again:
   To give is to live.




10. So Much
    Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
    
    So much has been given to you,
    It’s time to pay it forward and share,
    Too much wealth can be negative,
    So give to others, show you care.
    
    You have an abundance of blessings;
    Making a difference is why life is worth living.
    Do not take your gifts for granted,
    Take action and share your abundance as giving.




Abundance Poem



11. Service
    Poet: Frank W. Lynn
    
    Shall service be for duty's sake alone?
    A half unwilling help we merely give
    To salve a conscience not yet callous grown
    On try to justify some right to have?
    
    No service this; the eager, willing hand
    Must be inspired to do its ordered part
    By thoughtful mind where sturdy faith has planned;
    Must be directed by the loving heart.
    
    Who profits most by service? He who strives,
    Who every moment of the day conserves
    To bring some benefit to others' lives.
    Who profits most by service? He who serves.
    
    If we may offer up one special plea
    To Him from whom our trust shall never swerve.
    May this our constant prayer forever be;
    Lord, give us opportunity to serve.




Poems About Gods Blessings



12. Share God's Blessings
    Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
    
    I sit in awe and am thankful for all my blessings,
    The abundance of joy, peace and success
    What a wondrous journey I have been through!
    I thank God, who's always been true.
    
    Do I give back to others and share what I have?
    Does my giving spirit result in a feeling of glad?
    We reap what we sow so I’m planting that seed,
    To help others who are in need.