41. Temperance
Get annoyed with someone
And explode in fury
But later after calming down
You'd look back
Get annoyed with someone
And explode in fury
But later after calming down
You'd look back
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Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk and swift as dawn,
Very nice. So very true. When it's said that we are given a certain number of days, what can be said when someone dies, say at age 59.5, but then is resuscitated and is now 64? Oh, no doubt...
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The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Poetry is a passionate way of expressing our innermost thoughts, emotions, spirit, and love, amongst other things. As I read this poem, I thought of a very humble gentleman who lost his...
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Figure it out for yourself, my lad,
You've all that the greatest of men have had,
Two arms, two hands, two legs, two eyes,
And a brain to use if you would be wise.
I lost my wife Donna in April 2021. Edgar Albert Guest's poem is inspiring me to carry on and get on with things. Life is too short.
First impressions can be strong
About those we see around.
Yet how often are they wrong?
That is the truth I've found.
What a wonderful piece of writing. I love it! I agree with it. In my early 20's I worked in a convenience store, and I had a game I played where I would judge whether the customer would be...
That friend,
Would you two have had more fun
If you knew how long he'd be gone?
This is an amazing poem that is so true. Keep it up. There are so many things people don't notice normally.
For every time I've failed,
For every time I've screwed up,
For every time I've said, "I'm Sorry,"
And for every time I've not.
I love this poem! It speaks about how to get through the difficulties of facing failure. I really like it!
This poem really hit home with me. I will be 60 on my next birthday and it seems like years fly by like days. I too look in the mirror and wonder where all the lines and wrinkles have came...
We are never finished products,
No matter how long we live.
There's always something we can add,
Like learning to forgive.
The little town was the perfect little town,
Where never would you see even one little frown.
No matter where you'd go around town to stroll,
There were perfect little houses, all in a perfect row.
There's beauty in struggle,
There's feeling in pain.
For every painstaking mistake,
There are lessons you can name.
Well, my goodness!! You job and/or your girlfriend are not worth you!! Just remember that! You can find a new job; start looking, and you will find another girl. There is sometimes pain in...
I see you looking at your children,
Wondering what their lives will be.
If you verify some answers
Then their future you might see.
I loved this poem. The list of things that should be given to our children to have an amazing journey through this life, it's all here! This poem contains so much wisdom! Beautifully written....
Tiny little secrets
Get buried in the dirt,
And if they were dug up,
Someone would probably get hurt,
I don’t know if that’s true, because sometimes it's better to hide the hurtful secrets because the world these days will probably laugh at you then do nothing for a few days then decide...
There comes a time in all our lives
when truth will set us free,
so live each day as though you know
your last it may well be.
I just love this poem it is so true and yes it has touched me!
If you must go, then go for a while
Remember that first step is a hard traveled mile.
To learn what lessons life has in store,
I, too, was motivated by your poem. Like Arimoon, I also allow my past to hold me back. I am so hard on myself for my past mistakes, regret, bad decisions, etc... but with each new day that...
Time has grown frantic
Moves by us so swiftly
Too often overwhelmed
Losing sight of life's gift
Take time to know me, and you will see
That I am nothing like what you have heard spoken of me.
Give me a chance, and I will prove to you
That although I am not perfect, I have a heart that is pure and true.
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No worries, no fears, no troubles, no fuss.
In mother's arms we put our trust.
Wow, this poem reminds me of one of my uncles who was all about his accomplishments. He chased after money till he couldn't. Lying on his hospital bed breathing his last, he realized life...
If you foolishly spend your money,
you can always earn some more.
If you happen to melt your sundae,
I sat at the bedside
of a dying man.
With tears in his eyes,
he reached for my hand.