"Love, The Youth..."

The following poem was taped to the Yellow Brick Road office door this morning...

Yellow Brick Road

You recognize them by the bags they wear
Their smiles let you know they care
Often you'll see the RTA's
Unselfishly leading the way
They lead their life with the rule
That drugs just aren't cool
And the kind hearted volunteers dedicating
Thier time
Though they don't get paid a dime
They get rewarded by heartfelt thank you's
For all the wonderful things they do
When one of them you happen to meet
As they walk down the street
In appreciation just say hi's
To some awesome guys
Even when it showers
They continue to walk long hours
For us
~Mouse

P.S.
This poem is a token of thanks for you volunteering your time to ensure we stay safe. What would we do without the volunteers, RTA's, Dennis, Neal, and everyone else? Keep on doin' what you're doin'.
Love,
the youth