Here is a volunteer poem I always use:

There is a Heaven for Volunteers

Many will be shocked to find
When the Judgement Day nears
There's a special place in Heaven
Set aside for Volunteers.
Furnished with big recliners
Satin couches and footstools,
Where there's no committee chairperson
No group leaders, no carpools.
No eager team that needs a coach,
No bazaar and no bake sale
There will be nothing to staple,
Not one thing to fold or mail.
Telephone lists will be outlawed,
But a finger snap will bring
Cool drinks and gourmet dinners
And rare treats fit for a king.
Who'll serve these privileged few
And work for all their worth?
Why all those who reaped the benefits
And not once volunteered on earth!

Here is one more poem I have:

Thank you
You may not have a lot to give
in terms of wealth and power
But what you give to me outweighs
the rich man's ivory tower
The good times and the laughter
the memories and the fun
The fellowship and trusting
can not by gold be won
The atime, the love, the willingness
to help where needed
These gifts to me are priceless
and they do not go unheeded
When life's unfair nad I despair
and feel I cannot cope
When I come close to giving up,
abandoning all hope
That's when I count my blessings
and shed the cloak of fear
That's when I feel so privileged
I thank you - VOLUNTEER

We have used this for our volunteers and I received alot of nice comments from them when they recieved this.

The Dash --
I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of the following date with tears.
But he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own;
the cars...the house...the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left.
You could be at dash mid-range.
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect
and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being read
with your life's actions to rehash,
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash?

Thank you for being a part of (Your Organizations) dash!!!!!!