Kubik's "Thoughts to Ponder" Section Beatitudes for Friends of the Aged Blessed are they who understand     My faltering step and palsied hand. Blessed are they who know my ears today     Must strain to catch the things they say. Blessed are they who seem to know     My eyes are dim and wits are slow. Blessed are they who looked away     When coffee spilled at breakfast today. Blessed are they with a cheery smile     Who stop to chat for a little while. Blessed are they who never say     You told that story twice today. Blessed are they who know the way     To bring back memories of yesterday. Blessed are they who make it known     That I am loved, respected and not alone. Blessed are they who know I'm at a loss     To find the strength to carry my cross. Blessed are they who ease the days     Of my journey home in loving ways. -- courtesy of Hedi Gab (posted December 16, 2011 and previously March 11, 2002)