About 10 years ago I received a volunteer gift. It was a clear votive cup with a candle in it. Someone had glued rhinestones to the outside of the votive. A poem was included, something about being a shining volunteer. I have lost the poem and I am wanting to make these up for volunteers. Does anyone have the poem or something similar?
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Here is a website with poems that might be helpful.
www.energizeinc.com/
Here's one that was given me in recognition of something I had done on a volunteer basis. I loved it so much that I carried it with me for years. The organization that gave it to me changed "he" to "she," etc., throughout the poem, but what's pasted here is the original version:
It Couldn't Be Done
Edgar Guest
Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
At least no one ever has done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
And, here are a couple more sites with poems for volunteers in case neither the above suggestion nor Andrea's quite fits your situation:
www.volunteertoday.com/
www.proteacher.net/
My mother-in-law is in charge of a large group of volunteers at Mt. Herman christian conference center in Santa Cruz CA. I gave her the book titled "chicken soup for the volunteers soul". You might find it in that book?
The Potters Hand
Beautiful Lord, wonderful Saviour
I know for sure all of my days are
Held in Your hand,
Crafted into Your perfect plan.
You gently call me into Your presence
I'm captured by Your Holy calling
Set me apart, I know You're drawing
Me to Yourself, lead me Lord I pray.
Take me, mold me, use me, fill me
I give my life to the Potter's hand
Call me, guide me, lead me, walk beside me
I give my life to the Potter's hand
Written by Darlene
Thanks to everyone for all your ideas and suggested web sites. With all of your help I'm sure to find something. I honestly didn't know I'd get so much help. You gals, (and guys) are great!
Faith
Thanks so much for the Edgar Guest Poem. I remember my mom giving that to me as a child and I had forgotten all about it. Great memories and a lot of hope. Thanks
Thank You For Your Precious Gift
(For Volunteers at a Long Term Care Facility)
In our world where we come and go,
At a lightning pace and cannot go slow;
The simple act of a loving touch,
And words of care can do so much;
To ease the soul of those who need;
A listening ear or a hand to feed.
While some minds may seem to wander so;
Though they do not have too far to go;
Every one of our residents say;
They love the folks who make their day:
Just a little bit lighter,
And a little bit brighter;
Blessed with hope and joy to live;
Thanks to the love a volunteer gives.
There is nothing on this Earth to compare,
To the selfless gift of time and care,
That volunteers give to all folk here,
Day after day, and year after year!
Original poem by Daria Skibington-Roffel for Volunteer Week on April 6, 2011
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