Thursday, November 13, 2014

It's Up to Us

PAD Challenge day  13:For today’s prompt, write an optional poem. 

We can compare ourselves to others
Wallow in self-pity, doubt
Or count our many blessings knowing
God is what we’re all about

We can choose to worry, worry
Fret about what we can’t see
Or we can choose to remember
God takes care of you and me

We can choose to ignore God
But if foolish we dare do such
Then all else that we accomplish
Will not really matter much

We can wish for what we have not
Pine for youth when we are old
Or we can be truly thankful
For the moment that we hold

© Janet Martin

Count That Day Lost
George Eliot
If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went --
Then you may count that day well spent.

But if, through all the livelong day,
You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay --
If, through it all
You've nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face--
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost --
Then count that day as worse than lost.

This poem is in the public domain.


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