Brew Of Compassion

When young, I was disciplined with kindness

Taught compassion by those who love

When asked questions, I always confessed

And now I am, pure and guiltless as a dove

When I did wrong, people helped me get it right

When I veered off course, they guided my hands

When it got dark, they turned on the headlights

And veered the steering wheel, away from puddles and sand

I have known kindness; I found it delicious

And now I spread morsels across the town

I teach them how to cook the brew of compassion

In hopes that they will spread it around