My Creed
I would be true
For there are those that trust me.
I would be pure
For there are those who care.
I would be strong
For there is much to suffer.
I would be brave
For there is much to dare.
I would be friend of all --
The foe -- the friendless.
I would be giving
And forget the gift.
I would be humble
For I know my weakness.
I would look up
and laugh
and love
and lift.
By Harold Arnold Walter
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