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A CAREFUL SOUL 
A PARENT'S LAMENT  
A LITTLE GIRL'S HEART

A Careful Soul 
By Ley Cash - San Gorgonio Girl Scout Council

A careful soul I have to be, 
A little Girl Scout follows me.
To a narrow path I must stay,
For if I don't, she too, will stray.

I must choose my deeds with care.
For all I do, she too, will dare.
My words I guard and softly speak
And I must love the strong and the weak.

Oh, I must be fair, from the start.
And boldly lead with a steady heart.
In all I say and all I do.
I promise to strive to be true.

Because you know ...
Where're I go ...
A careful soul I have to be.
A little Girl Scout follows me!

A Parent's Lament

They're looking for volunteers again, Be quick and duck your head.
Don't meet their eyes what ever you do, Or just pretend you're dead.

Girl scouts and school and basketball, Soccer and PTO,
Turn them down, every request, Be firm and just say no.

I'm much too busy to help out, Others have much more time.
It might cost me extra money, I don't have an extra dime.

My work keeps me too busy, I've no time to relax,
To spend time with some kids you see, Is way too much of a tax.

And I've never volunteered before, I don't think that I know how,
Everyone else knows more than me,  At least they do right now.

Others seem to know just what to do, They've a knack to sustain it,
They must have done it all their lives, Nothing else can explain it.

So rely on them for scout leaders For the girls and boys,
They can coach my kid's baseball team, And deal with all the noise.

They make this world a better place, I want my kids to learn that,
Thats why I have them in the scouts, and sports and stuff like that.

I guess that if I admit it to myself, I've a little time to spare.
They say you can see a kids eyes light up, When they know you care.

So come on and volunteer with me, We'll learn how it is done,
I think that I will make the time, What it might even be is fun.

Adapted from the original poem by Paul Nepermann, Cub Master, Pack 153

A LITTLE GIRL'S HEART 

"I must be crazy, I'm out of my mind," I say this every week before meeting time.
Four will show up and eight will not call; I really don't know why I do this at all.

We make plans for camp. Two nights and three days. 
It takes them an hour to choose grape Kool-Aid!

Not worth it, I think. Do they care, I ask?
It's just what I need, one more thankless task.

Then one of them smiles and rolls out the dough.
"My mother won't let me bake cookies, you know."

We mop up the paint. And I hear from one,
"Let's do it again I had so much fun."

The first time away in tents in the rain
One hugs me and says "I'm so glad I came."

So when I feel low and ask myself "Why?"
I try to picture the look in that eye.

The grin on that face, that one homemade card -
A leader's reward - A little girl's heart.

 

 

 

 

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