My Mother's Lesson In Empathy

At the time, I was a five-year old boy A visit to my aunty, always a joy My cousin was playing with cars at the back He just had a new one, the body in black Orange lines on the side, oh boy, what a toy Only a few minutes later, it is hard to believe My cousin was called and he had to leave This left us alone, that beautiful car, and me The temptation was great, as great as could be, I could not resist and became a thieve Into my pocket, very smoothly it went, I was delighted, extremely content When we reached home, I told to my mom With much pride about what I had done And that's where contentment would end My mother, incredibly sweet, incredibly bright Swallowed her anger but asked in a voice, slightly tight Please consider for a minute or two How you would feel if someone did this to you. Deep in my mind, I considered this plight. It was easy to see the horrible feeling I'd caused in my cousin by carelessly stealing Our next visit, I was allowed to put it silently back That car, with orange stripes on a body of black Since then, I ‘ve quit forever the stealing I don't think that there ever could be A more brilliant lesson in empathy ============================================== to my sweet loving late mother, a thousand times, mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother mother