A Godsend

One minute serious
Discussions of life
Of the poor, the defeated
The struggle and strife

The next minute grinning
And tickling my toes
Thinking of more mischief
To find, I suppose

And then you are helping
The poor and the weak
One moment you're strong
The next shy and meek

Your moods intrigue me
I admit it, my friend
But whatever your disposition
You're always a godsend