DEAR ABBY: I'm enclosing a poem that describes too many of us in our busy world today. I hope you'll think it's worth space in your column. It contains a message we all need reminding about. Too few people take the time, no matter how little, to drop a line, or call, visit or do a good deed for someone we know who is lonely, ill, or in need of a few moments of small talk. -- MARILYN J. MONTGOMERY, NORTH MANKATO, MINN.
DEAR MARILYN: Thank you for sending it. It's well worth the space. Read on:
He hadn't time to pen a note,
He hadn't time to cast a vote.
He hadn't time to sing a song,
He hadn't time to right a wrong.
He hadn't time to love or give
He hadn't time to really live.
From now on, he'll have time on end
He died today, my busy friend.