Poems for and about Volunteers

Volunteers

Many will be shocked to find,
When the day of judgment nears,
That there's a special place in heaven
Set aside for volunteers.

Furnished with big recliners,
Satin couches and foot stools,
Where there are no committee chairmen,
No yard sales or rest area coffee to serve,
No library duty or bulletin assembly,
There will be nothing to print or staple,
Not one thing to fold and mail,
Telephone lists will outlawed.

But a finger snap will bring
Cool drinks and gourmet dinners
And rare treats fit for a king.

You ask,
"Who'll will serve these privilege few
and work for all they're worth?"

Why, all those reaped the benefits,
And not once volunteered on earth.