By a quiet poet
Sitting waiting, people rushing by
Someone approaches, a smile appears
There to help, there to listen, there to guide
The triangular medallion, and blue sack
The most important are the patience and the smile
Some advice, a few pushes in the right direction
Alone once more to sit, wait, and ponder
Next time you have a question, seek them out
Phaedros companions always are on duty