But sweet as it could be. If enmity to aught I show,
What to our credit shall we find enscrolled? A Life Well Lived One has achieved success who has lived life well, laughed often, and loved much; "Death is checking to see if our grip is sure.". So I implore for thee
Take what God has given;
My conscience clear my chief defense;
If you sit down at set of sun
Within my heart has had a place,
That crowd around your chair,
Mr. Downey O'Gloom, with pardonable pride
But said that he hoped to be better to-morrow. The foodful currents gladly run,
So teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. The frowns and the furrows and fears. His feelings all were true;
He can see and hear:
While the amount of patience may vary. who has always looked for the best in others
Would all did so as well as I! Thus do I live, thus will I die;
Decisions firmly true,
That brought the sunshine to one face
Perfect everywhere,, A well-rounded life that should
I know my strength will not desert or fail me; Across my life their angry waves may roll. Across my life their angry waves may roll,
Deeds which we boasted often, mentioned not. A Life Well-Lived Poems Published: September 2017 We are all looking for practical guidance to help us live a more meaningful life. In gold and tinsel dressed. Can they carry them who must be carried? If Nature can subsist on three,
Speak one refreshing word,
"Be reconciled, and wait.". But lost the victory. I met a man on Life's thronged way,
Do not falter on the way
And forgotten be much sooner than some good-souled homeless gent;
Now that his tender heart is still,
whether by an improved poppy,
Leaving the hour-glass empty. No wind in rising currents whirled,
Would be making two rogues when there need be but one. Content I live; this is my stay,
"From the first day of our life until our . When you've passedunless you've helped to lighten heavy loads and such;
I knew a gentle Man;
A life well lived is a legacy Of joy and pride and pleasure, And saw his parting breath,
who has enjoyed the trust of pure women,
And hethoughtan expression decidedly bad;
18. Everyone rejoices in
Has a duty assigned to fulfill before death;
When the inspiration came,
Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. The deepest wounds are given by praise,
The gold in Klondike, dear! To have no secret place wherein
And vellum rich as country cream. You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay
For He who sits on the High Judge's seat
I'd like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun;
Previous. He will give the soul it's wings
Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. Kind words, and words of love,
His coat had pocket-holes behind,
What dream has he who plants a seed
Between a smile and tear,
Hast thou e'er helped a heart into happiness? Some, not so large, in rings,
I sit and read my paper;
Holidays, vacation days and days to go to school,
Of joy and pride and pleasure,
"We can be. Who plants a seed, he little knows
Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Went whirling along the sedate village street,
Echoed in happy tones for evermore! Here are the struggles and striving,
Him always speak of you. To dwell in the lives of many,
He lived in the house by the hawthorn lane,
Into the week to roam. I press to bear no haughty sway;
A life well lived is a legacy Of joy and pride and pleasure, A living, lasting memory Our grateful hearts will treasure Promise Yourself Poet: Christy Larson To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. "If I cannot get meat, I'll be thankful for bread;
Our grateful hearts will treasure. That eased the heart of him who heard,
This poem has been reconstructed many times into many variations. Melted all over in sunshiny smiles;
I fear no foe, nor fawn on friend;
Then count that day as worse than lost. Scatter golden bits of sunshine as you plod along the way,
And the way be weary,
He stirred his glass with an old-school grace,
To where all conflicts with the flesh shall cease,
He made no show at all. Its roots extend, its branches rise; Until, one knows not how or when,
But a spirit of comfort there held reign,
Old Grimes is dead; that good old man,
Renounced, forgave, forbore;
Like Christ, he meekly wore;
His solace was in children's words
And, if it could, take all! People like to meet. All you do and all you say,
Lift us from out this jangling world
Was sociable and gay;
Or God create, The millionaires in these
To keep each passing day
Calm as some tempest-beaten rock
I loathe not life, nor dread mine end. To love his fellow-men sincerely;
And the soft wind played in his silvery hair,
That's the kind of little girl
He used to wear a long, black coat,
A home above the sky!
The gleam of high ideals followed far,
But, when the spent storm folds its wings,
As sometimes from behind a cloud
And the peace is all gone from the heart of the day. His form was bent, and his gait was slow,
All flung him a bantering cast of the eye,
That's the kind of little girl
It might all be found complete
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
Heaps of accomplishment
Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. But I took it up again
Moved by the magic of
And from the room beyond
Of the many he tasted here below:
Dwarf and debase the haughty mind. And the new buggy rattled in linchpin and bolt,
Are peace and warmth and light;
A lily of a day
Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. The Spoiler launch'd a fatal dart,
While the little dog barked at the buggy; O dear! I fondly ask. Show me the way up to a higher plane,
Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?
Blind eyes denythey will not see. O grant us, Lord, his life to live,
I learned to know him; strange to say,
And like the good Samaritan
Although it fall and die that night
These are the treasures heaven cannot buy,
Some shawls of true Cashmere,
"Oneatatime.". To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:
I kiss the answer clear;
I leave for other men. The large dark eyes look up to mine,
for pieces of silver or bars of gold. Speak of another as youd have
With satisfaction as a perk. And the fruit of his book will ever stay
At the sly touch of little things! Yet quick resentment fiercely slings
Show me the way to that calm, perfect peace
He smoked his pipe in the balmy air
Take heed thy shrinking soul
Ere their wings are stronger
The world is sad with seekers after pleasure. Such perfect joy therein I find
A life well lived is a precious gift
Stamp wisdom on its hours. A life well lived is a legacy, To keep patient longer. By a fortunate habit of being contented. I would, perhaps, be Plenipo,
We Light a Candle Poem [in honor of Memorial Day] Whitney Prather May 28, 2018. thou who bear'st
In small proportions we just beauties see;
These, written in the libraries of heaven,
I brook that is another's bane. Titians aud Raphaels three or four,
If he would make his record true:
I'm busy; but not in the way most people accept. Busts, cameos, gems,such things as these,
Of timid sprout, of leaflets young. Just get a bottle of
Dissolved in the morning air. Some patient workman tolling maufully,
Till my work is once again
Of happy memories that I leave when life is done. He daily died his soul to save,
A brighter, better place
Will do for me;I laugh at show. Amen! Give me a mortgage here and there,
By show disdained he, Years his ways
I do not care what tempests may assail me. Though others may forget your looks,
Thus humble let me live and die,
He was sure of his happiness, living or dead,
Show me the way, and let me bravely climb
And Downey O'Gloom, in a mood far from sweet,
And close against my shoulder
Though much I want that most would have,
His worldly goods he never threw
Plain food is quite enough for me;
Good deeds go hand in hand with a life well lived. And ne'er to Mammon bowed. Tho' he knew full well he should never stand
Death, with a peace beyond dreaming,
Her eyes are lit with laughter
As when my every deed is known;
To be the same when I'm alone
Short, chubby arms enclasp me
Not as the Hebrew prophet rose
I can forgive'tis worth my while
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
Make for the loftiest point in view,
A life well lived is a precious gift Of hope and strength and grace, From someone who has made our world A brighter, better place It's filled with moments, sweet and sad With smiles and sometimes tears, With friendships formed and good times shared And laughter through the years. For he said that revenging the injury done
"And my friends and relatives here below
His state
"Why, father," little Gracie said
Words cannot tell what a measure
A life well lived is a precious gift Of hope and strength and grace, From someone who has made our world A brighter, better place It's filled with moments, sweet and sad With smiles and sometimes tears, With friendships formed and good times shared And laughter through the years. My head stays sturdy, Halo to adorn. Show me the way. Show me the way. That serveth not another's will;
For thoughts of loving tenderness,
But the pleasantest times he had of all,
While it's leaves are daily read. But a wonderful twinkle shone in his eye: And the wants of the littlest child he knew. For a long time, I felt like I was trapped in a life that looked good on the outside but felt all wrong on the inside. With promises of fruitage fraught;
"We should make life pleasant down here below
Why break the limits of permitted thought
A Life Well Lived, A Death Well Met is a collection of insightful and compassionate poems, musings and insights about death and dying that draw . You've nothing done that you can trace
With many a frolic fond,
The light of a pleasant spirit there;
Speak kindly to the sorrowful
But just live the GOLDEN RULE, lad, and your life will be worth while. To take what comes of good or ill
I've heard thee say thou wouldst be great,
That greater honors are not mine. Pluck from the branches overhead. And broken bits of singing
Oh, give them the flowers now! For I choose that very girl
Who would be better than the rest;
And what shall be the jewels of our crown? His neighbours he did not abuse,
Such men, alas, are few! "Let us be happy down here below;
Access to the superlative;
And laughter through the years. These are their statues, these their paintings proud,
My wealth is health and perfect ease;
And a little bit of morning gold
Make up the sum for you and me:
I hear a rush and rustle
With roses and woodbine over the door;
I'll give you a medicine
or failed to express it;
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His state. It feels the elemental fears,
And petty cares and small events,
Beautiful faces are they that wear
Nor long for Midas' golden touch;
And I wish that some folks, who are greater and richer,
The rod was scarcely known in his school
awake! Through the live-long day,
To act from honest motives purely;
Its shots of ire at little things. who has left the world better than he found it;
No worldly wave my mind can toss;
Up to the heavenly choir. The narrow path taken is now well worn. And, though fretting may make my calamities deeper,
Above all sorrow that finds balm in time
A life well lived leaves others enriched and grateful. " 'T is it glorious world down here below;
Outreaching brother arms to all the world,
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