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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