1. Send A Drop Of Kindness
Kind Words
Poet: Julie Hebert, ©2012
Send a drop of kindness,
And see a happy face.
A drop of kindness goes real far,
It may even reach outer space.
Send a drop of love,
And feel a loving embrace.
It feels so good to feel like,
You are in the right place.
Send a drop of hope,
But be that shining star.
Hope is wonderful to have,
But sometimes you can't sit away so
far.
Send a drop of faith,
With a single prayer.
And God will show the way,
As faith is always there.
2. Making Life Worth While
Poet: George Eliot
Every soul that touches yours -
Be it the slightest contact -
Get there from some good;
Some little grace; one kindly thought;
One aspiration yet unfelt;
One bit of courage
For the darkening sky;
One gleam of faith
To brave the thickening ills of life;
One glimpse of brighter skies -
To make this life worthwhile
And heaven a surer heritage.
3. Seeing The Cuteness
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2012
Cuteness comes in many forms,
And seen on every day.
If you want to see something cute,
Open your eyes and filter out the gray.
Too many of us are cuteness blind,
And see only shades of gray.
We allow ourselves to become too
busy,
And leave no room for play.
When you allow happier shades to
come through,
And you start to look for the cute.
You'll realize all you have been
missing,
As cute should never be put on mute.
To see a life with so much cuteness,
Is to see a life through the eyes of your
heart.
And our heart is full of love and
kindness,
It would be like seeing only the good
parts.
4.
Poet: Daniel Clement Colesworthy
A little word in kindness spoken,
A motion or a tear,
Has often healed the heart that's
broken,
And made a friend sincere.
A word - a look - has crushed to earth
Full many a budding flower,
Which, had a smile but owned its
birth,
Would bless life's darkest hour.
Then deem it not an idle thing,
A pleasant word to speak;
The face you wear, the thoughts you
bring,
A heart may heal or break.
 5. Pass This Way
Poet: Author Unknown
Through this toilsome world, alas!
Once and only once I pass;
If a kindness I may show,
If a good deed I may do
To a suffering fellow man,
Let me do it while I can.
No delay, for it is plain
I shall not pass this way again.
6. Outlook
By Priscilla Leonard
Forget each kindness that you do
As soon as you have done it.
Forget the praise that falls to you
The moment you have won it.
Forget the slander that you hear
Before you can repeat it.
Forget each slight, each spite, each
sheer
Wherever you may meet it.
Remember every kindness done
To you, whate'er its measure.
Remember praise by others won
And pass it on with pleasure.
Remember every promise made
And keep it to the letter.
Remember those who lend you aid
And be a grateful debtor.
Remember all the happiness
That comes your way in living.
Forget each worry and distress;
Be hopeful and forgiving.
Remember good, remember truth,
Remember Heaven's above you,
And you will find, through age and
youth,
True joys and hearts to love you.
7. When We Share 8. Gentle, Just and Kind
Poet: Julie Hebert, ©2012 Poet: Edith H. Shank
When we share with someone else, No tranquilizer can be found
Something valuable to us Through any magic art
You may find out later on, As fine as that which must abound
To them they feel they were blessed. Within a peaceful heart.
Some of us have lots to give, No drug or dope can take the place
And some of us do not. Of peace within the mind,
If someone could benefit, Of those who have the friendly grace
Why not give them a shot. To be gentle, just, and kind.
Sharing is a wonderful thing,
Especially to those you've shared with.
There are a lot of kind people out
there,
And that is not a myth.
So next time you see someone,
Who could benefit from something you
can share.
Don't hold back and look away,
Be kind and answer their prayer.
 9. Swift Kindnesses
Poet: Wilhelmina Stitch
"Swift kindnesses are best," I love this
phrase.
It argues healthy zest; enthusiastic
ways.
It wells up from the heart, not from the
cautious mind.
"To-day," it cries, "we'll start to be
exceeding kind."
"Swift kindnesses are best," Oh
charming phrase,
expressing love's behest - be swift to
praise.
It is a splendid race when word and
deed
strive for first place, responsive to
grief's need.
Proverbs, like fashions, alter; but not
this one.
Delay not, never falter when kindness
should be done.
For happy Christmas tide, no need to
wait.
A burdened heart has sighed? Then be
not late.
"Swift kindnesses are best." Brook no
delay.
Compassion in the heart has right of
way.
So practise not restraint; to prudence
do not bow;
the weary one and faint needs your
swift kindness now.
10. Education
Poet: Shakira Wilkerson, ©2018
What is education?
Education has change it faces so many
times over the centuries.
From our forefathers when they
weren't allowed to read or write.
From women being treated unfairly
and putting stipulations on them due
to their gender.
What is "education"?
To know where there is no child left
behind.
To where children today, don't want to
learn.
What is "education"?
To know where politicians says one
thing but do the exact opposite for our
school system.
Now today where our candidates ask
for votes on the school board, but
there's no change.
The only thing that changes are the
names on the ballot to vote.
So, what is "EDUCATION"?
Education is the freedom to read and
write.
Our forefathers fought to bring
equality for all and everyone to have an
education.
Many leaders, educators and activists
paved the way so you, I, him and her
can receive the knowledge to expand
our horizon.
So "education" is the key to life.
Let's not take education for granted.
My brothers, my sisters, every boy and
girl…
Appreciate education and use it to take
you to greater heights and places to
explore.
11. Life Steps
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer, © 2007
Our entire life is made up of choices,
What we decide, the action we take,
the attitude we display
All represent the steps of life.
Sometimes we take two steps forward
And one-step back.
Some of us take baby steps
Some of us take giant steps
But the secret is not to let that
one step back turn into a failure.
Learn from backward steps
And keep on stepping forward in this
dance Called Life!
12. Foundation of Life
Poet: Dorsey Baker, ©2012
If you are always looking for fault,
that is what you will find-
If you are always looking for fault,
that is what you will find-
and you'll never have peace of mind.
If you are always looking for the bad,
you'll never see the good,
If you are always looking for the bad,
you'll never see the good, surely must
be clearly understood-
Don't look for the shadow and the sun
you will see,
Don't look for the shadow and the sun
you will see.
and a better human being you will
surely be!
 13. Grammar
Poet: William de Witt Hyde
Live in the active voice, rather than
passive.
Think more about what you happen
than what is happening to you.
Live in the indicative mood, rather
than in the subjunctive.
Be concerned with things as they are,
rather than as they might be
Live in the present tense, facing the
duty at hand
without regret for the past or worry
over the future.
Live in the singular number, caring
more for the approval of your
own conscience than for the applause
of the crowd.
14. The Mirror of Life
Catherine Pulsifer, © 2012
Life is but a mirror,
Looking back at us.
Everything we do each day,
Should lead us to impress.
And sometimes when we need,
To see life differently.
We have that mirror to help us,
Change our view gently.
The eyes of everyone,
Also reflect back.
Mirrors come in different ways,
To show us what we lack.
But most importantly,
Don't forget to always look.
Be your best
And life will look after the rest.
What we see and what we do
Are reflections of what is true
Don't let your mirror reflect the
things
That you do not want to come
true.
Instead each day set your goals
Strive to complete, it is good for
your soul.
Give life all you've got
Never look in the mirror and
stop.
15. Just One
Poet Unknown
One song can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring.
One smile begins a friendship,
One handclasp lifts a soul.
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One word can frame the goal
One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.
One step must start each journey.
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.
One voice can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what's true,
One life can make a difference,
You see, it's up to you!
16. Life's Failures
Poet: Julie Hebert, ©2017
In life we will have failures, always
wishing we had waivers,
To take back what we've just done.
So take some time, to sit and unwind,
So you can see what you've learned
from.
It may be something small, maybe
even smaller than a doll,
Something that not everyone else
would see,
But the important part is that you
don't fail or fall
To learn something that's within thee.
So why don't we just let failures be the
threat,
Because a failure is more than just
that.
If we can allow ourselves to see, that
maybe a failure is our key,
Our next attempt may have a better
chance at.
So start to change your mind, that a
failure can be kind,
If we allow ourselves to learn from it.
No more shall a failure bring
unhappiness to him
As it's now one less failure to submit.
 17. Believe This
Poet: Wilhelmina Stitch
You're winning. You simply cannot
fail.
The only obstacle is doubt;
There's not a hill you cannot scale
Once fear is put to rout.
Don't think defeat, don't talk defeat,
The word will rob you of your strength.
"I will succeed," This phrase repeat
Throughout the journey's length.
The minute that "I can't is said -
You slam a door right in your face.
Why not exclaim, "I will" instead?
Half won then is the race.
You close the door to your success
By entertaining one small fear.
Think happiness, talk happiness,
Watch joy then coming near.
The word "impossible" is black.
"I can" is like a flame of gold.
No whining, heart! Eyes! look not
back;
Be strong, O Will! and bold.
You're winning, though the journey's
slow;
You're gaining steadily each day.
O Courage! what a warmth and glow
You shed along your way.
18.Allow Yourself to Fight 19. Each Day Is A Chance
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2012 Poet: Catherine Pulsifer, © 2017
There are some days you may feel, Each day we wake up,
As if things just aren't going right. We have another chance.
No number of attempts to avoid, We could just keep on moving,
You step into the big mud puddle Or we could decide to dance.
despite!
Dance as if you are alone,
On these days to give up would be And no one will ever see,
easy, As this is your chance,
You'd like to just walk away. To see what you could be.
And sometimes taking a step back,
May be exactly the right way. Remind yourself you are someone,
Someone who is grand.
But at a point you'll have to decide, Believe you can do anything,
If you're going to let them win. Get up and take a stand.
This is the time that you'll look deep
inside, Always keep looking forward,
And see if you have it within. Looking back is never good.
You want to look to the future,
When you are ready to take the next And that is something you should.
step,
And show that you are ready to fight.
Avoid what you can and it's okay if you
can't,
Cause know matter what, you'll be all
right.
20. Better Days Are Coming
Poet: Wish Belkin, © 2001
If you fear losing somebody you love
like rejection would be no surprise
even if they never said it out loud
you just knew by the look in their eyes
accept that anxiety is due to some
action
we took while sleepwalking
through life
we would be lying if we tried denying
we cause our own misery and strife.
There is a voice inside of our heads
that tells us of what is to come
deja vu turned upside down
is what it may seem like to some
whether it's foresight or just
premonition
it leaves you feeling quite strange
whisper or shout, it allows for no
doubt
that your fortunes are due for
a change.
The cyclical nature of the human
condition
prevents us from being at ease
it bars the door to the peace that we
seek
it's a lock without any keys
hope and fear are two sides of a coin
a little like Abel and Cane
it's not every day that just one will hold
sway
in the end it adds up to the same.
Listen to this then, if you should find
your emotions won't give you a
breather
I'm telling you, dreams don't often
come true
but the nightmares rarely do either.
21. How To Make A Mountain Out Of
A Molehill
Poet: Alessandra Liverani,, © 2005
First you must pick your molehill, now
here's a tip
The smaller the better, tinier than the
tiniest microchip
From this speck you can conjure
mountainous masses
Of soaring peaks dropping into
bottomless crevasses
Slippery slopes, treacherous
overhangs, avalanches
Whipped up as quickly as fluffy
blancmanges
Glaciers forwardly creeping destroying
as they go
Even if they do it at a speed
immeasurably slow
The mountain forged from the
molehill, easily soldered
Can the molehill from the mountain so
easily be molded?
I don't think you can hack it down with
an axe
The best way I can think of is to just
relax
22. Wait For Life To Begin
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2017
When I was still in a stroller, I couldn't
wait to be older,
Life as a child went too slow.
But now that I'm older, I'm somewhat
unsure,
Of why growing up quick was needed
so.
Even grown, I still am prone,
To wondering when my real life will
begin.
First school, then jobs, apartments,
and some in between sobs,
Life is much more than just jumping
in.
As you grow, you learn, although,
Sometimes it’s out of your control.
Going with it, without feeling unfit,
Can help you achieve your goal.
With a little bit of patience, and a little
bit of maintenance,
You will one day achieve your goal.
Just do what you can, with what you
have in plan,
And one day success will be in control.
23. Just A Minute
Poet: Nixon Waterman
Whene'er he faced a task and knew
He should begin it,
He could not start to put it through
For "just a minute."
And, though the case demanded speed
He could not move just then; but he'd
Be ready for it, yes, indeed!
In "just a minute."
His purposes were out of rhyme
By "just a minute."
The whole world seemed ahead of time
By "just a minute."
He could not learn to overhaul
His many duties, large and small,
But had to beg them, one and all,
To "wait a minute."
In manhood he was still delayed
By "just a minute."
He might have won, had Fortune
stayed
For "just a minute."
But at the end of life he railed
At "cruel Fate," and wept and wailed
Because he knew that he had failed
By "just a minute."
24. If I Could Tell You
W.H. Auden
Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to
pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.
If we should weep when clowns put on
their show,
If we should stumble when musicians
play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
There are no fortunes to be told,
although,
Because I love you more than I can
say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.
The winds must come from
somewhere when they blow,
There must be reasons why the leaves
decay;
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to stay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.
Suppose all the lions get up and go,
And all the brooks and soldiers run
away;
Will Time say nothing but I told you
so?
If I could tell you I would let you know.
25. There's No Time Like The
Present
Poet Unknown
There's no time like the present;
To-morrow's far away;
And what our hands may find to do,
God bids us do to-day.
Be ready in the golden
Now To do a helpful deed;
And never let the chance go by
To meet a sister's need.
Don't wait until another time,
For she who waits may lose
The grandest chance of all her life;
It is not ours to choose.
The opportunities to do,
They come at God's behest,
And sue who never squanders one
Is she who lives the best
26. Our Spectacles
Poet Unknown
If within our own homes we would use
the same " specs "
That we use when we visit next door,
And search for the flaws as we did over
there,
I think we would find many more.
If we'd use the same " specs " when we
look at ourselves
That we don when our company's near,
I fear we would need what would
magnify less,
Or astonished we'd be, never fear!
But I find all possess (where’re they
may live)
For their own use a kind deftly made,
With the glasses all darkened, to hide
half the view,
So their own faults remain in the
shade.
But the ones which they use when at
others they glance
Have the glasses transparently clear,
With a power to magnify things twice
the size
That the same through the dark ones
appear.
Now I think that the world would
much happier be
If the " specs," once for all, we would
change,
And within our own rooms use the
spectacles clear,
With the dark for the much broader
range.
Then the faults that appear to us
jaggedly rough
Would melt into outlines so fair
We would find that the world was a
beautiful place,
And good people lived everywhere.
27. I Wish
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2012
I wish I may, I wish I might,
For something good to come in sight.
I wish to see my shining star,
And maybe it will come tonight.
And with that star I plan to wish,
For all I love to come to me.
My hopes and dreams I will soon see,
All that's needed is to wish for thee.
This is how I use to think,
Before I realized wishing is like a wink.
When you wink you hope to show,
But never really are able to know.
Wishing won't make your dreams come
true,
That is only something you can do.
If you want something to happen,
It's you who'll have to do the snapping.
So if you're going to make a wish,
On a night a star will fish.
Make a wish for strength and courage,
At least this will be something to
encourage.
Wishing is all fine and dandy,
As long as you don't make it handy.
Wishing is for you to dream,
If you want success, you're better to
scheme.
28. The Oceans Shore
By Cookie
As I walk along the oceans shore
The feeling of peace, longing for more
As I sit upon soft wet sand
The gentle waves, touch my hand
This Aura of wonder and tranquility
Stretching as far as my eyes can see
Watching the reflections move with the
flow.
Feeling the comfort, of its inner glow
Oh how I wish, this feeling would stay
As I know I must walk away
Wish I could leave all the hurt, pain and
tears
Behind me along, with all my fears
Wouldn't it be nice, if we could leave on
that shore
Feelings that keep in our hearts, ever
more
If I wrote them in the sand, would they be
swept away?
By the waves crashing in, gone on their
way
Leaving us free, of DOUBTS and
DESPAIR
The ocean will handle them, then we won't
care
The ocean can be such a beautiful place
As our minds wonder in and out of space.
I think that I already know
We reap whatever we did so
I will keep looking, forever more
But not what I wrote, on that OCEANS
SHORE.
29.The Life I Always Wanted
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2016
When I was a child, I dreamt what I
wanted,
When I grew up and became a woman.
I wanted prince charming, and three little
darlings,
And living in a beautiful home was my
plan.
I wanted to be happy and be miss snappy,
With everything that needed done.
My name was not super, but I'd be a
trooper,
And make sure my family had ton.
Now that I'm grown, I realize how prone,
Children are to think of things that are
absurd.
Dreams are wonderful, but sometimes
horrific,
When we sit back and realize it's blurred.
Now I can't complain, I'm living my rein,
I have my prince charming and one
darling.
I hope to have more, within time to adore,
My dreams I have only just started.
30. My Story
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2017
My story is not unlike any others,
The bases are the same here.
I've had ups and downs like any other,
I've had things I love disappear.
I've made mistakes like any other.
And from them I've learned many things.
In life there are no for sure reasons,
You must learn to fly once you get wings.
But just because my story,
Isn't as unique as I'd yearned.
That doesn't mean I'm not worthily,
I've gotten what I have earned.
If you want your life to be fulfilling,
You have to believe in yourself.
Put yourself out there and be thrilling,
Never be someone else!
31. "I Wish" And "I Will"
Poet: Nixon Waterman
"I Wish" and "I Will," so my grandmother
says,
Were two little boys in the long, long ago,
And "I Wish" used to sigh while "I Will"
used to try
For the things he desired, at least that's
what my
Grandma tells me, and she ought to know.
"I Wish" was so weak, so my grandmother
says,
That he longed to have someone to help
him about,
And while he'd stand still and look up at
the hill
And sigh to be there to go coasting, "I
Will"
Would glide past him with many a shout.
They grew to be men, so my grandmother
says,
And all that "I Wish" ever did was to
dream--
To dream, and to sigh that life's hill was so
high,
While "I Will" went to work and soon
learned, if we try,
Hills are never so steep as they seem.
"I Wish" lived in want, so my grandmother
says,
But "I Will" had enough and a portion to
spare:
Whatever he thought was worth winning
he sought
With an earnest and patient endeavor that
brought
Of blessings a bountiful share.
And whenever my grandma hears any one
"wish,"
A method she seeks, in his mind to instill,
For increasing his joys, and she
straightway employs
The lesson she learned from the two little
boys
Whose names were "I Wish" and "I Will."
32. Playing The Game
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2012
Some love and some hurt,
And others play their games.
They pretend to be your friend,
While behind your back are lighting
flames.
These people are all around,
Some we know and some we don't.
But eventually they are seen,
And are dismantled off their throne.
The only thing I can manage to say,
About people just like this,
Is they are very unhappy people,
And hurting others to them is bliss.
When it is that they are found,
You have a choice or two.
Remove them from your life,
Or play the game they play with you.
Playing the game with them,
Can bring you down to their level.
You'll often feel fake and sometimes feel
played,
But we sometimes have to entertain the
devil.
If turning away is an option,
And sometimes this isn't so.
Choose to live you life around people,
Who want you to be happy and grow.
Sometimes we can't choose the people,
That fill our lives everyday.
But we will always have the option,
Of how often certain people can stay.
So decide on which people make
you happy,
And choose people that want to see you
grow.
Being around positive, strong people,
Will make you feel happier so.
 33. A Smile Experiences make us whole, 38.My Wage 40. Difficult To Do
Poet Unknown And make life feel fulfilled. Poet: Jessie B. Rittenhouse Poet: Wilhelmina Stitch
And when it's time to look back,
Let others cheer the winning man, Don't let yourself feel unskilled. I bargained with life for a penny, A thoughtful person said (so I have read)
There's one I hold worthwhile; And life would pay no more, It isn't easy to apologize,
'Thus he who does the best he can, So don't allow yourself to stop, However I begged at evening It isn't easy when all hope has fled
Then loses with a smile. For no apparent reason. When I counted my scanty store; To keep on going, but it's very wise.
Promise yourself you will try,
Beaten he is, but not to stay And take on any season. For life is a just employer, It isn't easy to admit you're wrong;
Down with the rank and file; He gives you what you ask, To swallow insult and to face a sneer;
That man will win some other day, But once you have set the wages, It isn't easy to sing loud and long
Who loses with a smile. 36. Always Finish Why, you must bear the task. When you are in the clutch of deadly fear.
Poet Unknown
34. Sad As Happy I worked for a menial's hire, It isn't easy, friend to try again
If a task is once begun Only to learn dismayed, When you have come a cropper-but it's
Poet: Joe Brown
Never leave it till it's done. That any wage I had asked of life, best.
Be the labor great or small, Life would have paid. To scorn a failure and to laugh at pain
If you look at something as being scary,
Do it well or not at all. Is but to prove that you have stood life's
It is scary,
If you look at someone as pretty, test.
They are pretty, 39. I Did It
37. Time to Breathe Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2017 It isn't easy when hot temper flares
The trick is to look at sad, Poet: Dane Smidt
as happy. To subjugate it to sweet reason's sway.
I did it, I did it, its done, When fretted by a horde of pressing cares,
If you only knew the reason, It's hard to believe that that's true. It's hard to keep on smiling through the
For the sudden change in season. But I'm proof that it's that time,
35. Promise Yourself day.
For the trouble that was caused, I stuck with it and saw it though.
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2012
And the life you put on pause. When clouds are black and hanging very
Of all the things you can do, It's can be hard to finished the task, low,
Halting this life in such a way, Especially when it's not fun. It's hard to see the silver lining, friend.
Promise yourself you will try.
Made it hard to see a new day. But I reminded my self of the end, None of these things are easy, this we
If doesn't even matter if you win,
Burning this day in my skull, And knew eventually it would be done. know,
As long as you apply.
Made it hard to reach even for a pull. But aren't they worth the struggle in the
No one can ask of anything, I never stopped pushing forward, end?
Almost losing all of my grasp, I looked for that light to come close.
Of you, except yourself.
Not much to grab on to nothing to clasp. With hard work and patience I did it,
If you don't want to make a move,
And in the end the message is clear, I think my excitement shows! 41. Always Count That Day
It's you who'll be left out.
With much to lose but nothing to fear. Poet: Catherine Pulsifer, © 2012
So don't allow yourself to miss, I did it, I did it, its done,
Even though at times with nothing to see, And I feel wonderful that it's true.
Out on important things. As we age we realize that,
Strong perseverance will set you free. My future is marching me forward,
You may not feel that they are worthy, Our days on earth are few.
Yet turn out to be your wings. My dreams I am looking forward to. And with that thought we start to think,
There were days we just ran through.

These were usually days gone fast,
Because they weren't much fun.
And when we look back in our thoughts,
These days are often gone.
Wasted days are not so good,
Especially when we have so few.
Even days that aren't so good,
Are days I have with you.
So from now on my attitude will change,
And I will count that day.
The days of good, the days of bad,
Will all be my days array.
I will count that day no matter what,
And I will always remember it.
Life is too short as it is,
And this I will admit.
No more will I skip a day,
Or erase it from my mind.
I'll take each moment of each day,
And be thankful and kind.
42.How To Live To One
Hundred
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2017
How does one live to one hundred?
If you were to ask me,
How does one live to one hundred?
I would have to answer,
That's one question I've always wondered.
But if I were to guess,
This would be my thoughts:
First make your life much lighter,
And untie any knots.
Don't live only for yourself,
Allow others to be first.
Those who think of others,
Will never feel their worst.
Don't procrastinate,
Life is way too short.
Do things as they come to you,
Live your life like a high-speed sport.
And last of all I'd have to say,
Love yourself as a whole.
Loving yourself in and out,
Must be good for the soul!
43. Keep Pegging Away
Poet: Nixon Waterman
Men seldom mount at a single bound
To the ladder's very top;
They must slowly climb it, round by
round,
With many a start and stop.
And the winner is sure to be the man
Who labors day by day,
For the world has learned that the safest
plan
Is to keep on pegging away.
You have read, of course, about the hare
And the tortoise--the tale is old--
How they ran a race--it counts not where--
And the tortoise won, we're told.
The hare was sure he had time to pause
And to browse about and play,
So the tortoise won the race because
He just kept pegging away.
A little toil and a little rest,
And a little more earned than spent,
Is sure to bring to an honest breast
A blessing of glad content.
And so, though skies may frown or smile,
Be diligent day by day;
Reward shall greet you after while
If you just keep pegging away.
44.Those We Love
Poet: Unknown
They say the world is round - and yet
I often think it's square,
So many little hurts we get
From corner's here and there.
But there's one truth in life I've found
While journeying east and west,
The only folks we really wound
Are those we love the best.
We flatter those we scarcely know,
We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow
To those we love the best
45. Home
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
The road to laughter beckons me,
The road to all that's best;
The home road where I nightly see
The castle of my rest;
The path where all is fine and fair,
And little children run,
For love and joy are waiting there
As soon as day is done.
There is no rich reward of fame
That can compare with this:
At home I wear an honest name,
My lips are fit to kiss.
At home I'm always brave and strong,
And with the setting sun
They find no trace of shame or wrong
In anything I've done.
There shine the eyes that only see
The good I've tried to do;
They think me what I'd like to be;
They know that I am true.
And whether I have lost my fight
Or whether I have won,
I find a faith that I've been right
As soon as day is done.
46.Things Work Out
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
Because it rains when we wish it wouldn't,
Because men do what they often
shouldn't,
Because crops fail, and plans go wrong-
Some of us grumble all day long.
But somehow, in spite of the care and
doubt,
It seems at last that things work out.
Because we lose where we hoped to gain,
Because we suffer a little pain,
Because we must work when we'd like to
play-
Some of us whimper along life's way.
But somehow, as day always follows the
night,
Most of our troubles work out all right.
Because we cannot forever smile,
Because we must trudge in the dust
awhile,
Because we think that the way is long-
Some of us whimper that life's all wrong.
But somehow we live and our sky grows
bright,
And everything seems to work out all
right.
 So bend to your trouble and meet your
care,
For the clouds must break, and the sky
grow fair.
Let the rain come down, as it must and
will,
But keep on working and hoping still.
For in spite of the grumblers who stand
about,
Somehow, it seems, all things work out.
47. The World Is Against Me
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
"The world is against me," he said with a
sigh.
"Somebody stops every scheme that I try.
The world has me down and it's keeping
me there;
I don't get a chance. Oh, the world is
unfair!
When a fellow is poor then he can't get a
show;
The world is determined to keep him
down low."
"What of Abe Lincoln?" I asked. "Would
you say
That he was much richer than you are to-
day?
He hadn't your chance of making his
mark,
And his outlook was often exceedingly
dark;
Yet he clung to his purpose
with courage most grim
And he got to the top. Was the world
against him?"
"What of Ben Franklin? I've oft heard it
said
That many a time he went hungry to bed.
He started with nothing but courage to
climb,
But patiently struggled and waited his
time.
He dangled awhile from real poverty's
limb,
Yet he got to the top. Was the world
against him?
"I could name you a dozen, yes, hundreds,
I guess,
Of poor boys who've patiently climbed
to success;
All boys who were down and who
struggled alone,
Who'd have thought themselves rich if
your fortune they'd known;
Yet they rose in the world you're so quick
to condemn,
And I'm asking you now, was the world
against them?"
48. Keep Your Dreams
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
Keep your dreams - they're richer far
Than the facts discovered are.
Do not seek all things to touch;
Do not want to know too much.
Growing old, still play the child;
Keep some glory undefiled.
What if clouds are mist and air?
Still see ships sailing there.
What would life be if we knew
Only those things which are true?
If the things of bad and good
Were by all men understood.
Nature's hills and brooks and springs
Would be catalogued as things.
Keep your dreams, for in them lies Has never had a single blow,
Joy denied to men grown wise. An' never known one touch o' woe,
Has never seen a loved one die,
Still build castles in the air! Has never wept or heaved a sigh,
Still see white ships sailing there! Has never had a plan go wrong,
Still have something to pursue, But allus laughed his way along;
Something which you wish you knew. Then I'll sit down an' start to whine
That all the hard luck here is mine.
49.Hard Luck 50.Quitting Is Not The Way
Poet: Edgar A. Guest Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2012
Ain't no use as I can see
Go ahead and quit, if you can't see it
In sittin' underneath a tree
through.
An' growlin' that your luck is bad,
But don't come crying to me, when
An' that your life is extry sad;
quitting is all you do.
Your life ain't sadder than your neighbor's
Those who start to quit, when things start
Nor any harder are your labors;
getting tough.
It rains on him the same as you,
Start to see quitting, as a way to get out of
An' he has work he hates to do;
stuff.
An' he gits tired an' he gits cross,
An' he has trouble with the boss;
They never stick things through, and can't
You take his whole life, through an'
complete a thing.
through,
Is this the type of person, you see yourself
Why, he's no better off than you.
being?
Quitters never win, no matter what you've
If whinin' brushed the clouds away
heard.
I wouldn't have a word to say;
Have you ever heard a quitter, that is
If it made good friends out o' foes
picked to be referred?
I'd whine a bit, too, I suppose;
But when I look around an' see
Of course that would be silly, why would
A lot o' men resemblin' me,
someone refer?
An' see 'em sad, an' see 'em gay
Someone who can't even accomplish, they
With work t' do most every day,
are their own saboteurs.
Some full o' fun, some bent with care,
Next time you want to quit, think who you
Some havin' troubles hard to bear,
want to be.
I reckon, as I count my woes,
Quitters never win, I want more than this
They're 'bout what everybody knows.
for thee.
The day I find a man who'll say
I want to see success, surround you every
He's never known a rainy day,
day.
Who'll raise his right hand up an' swear
I want you to be happy, and want to
In forty years he's had no care,
 scream hooray! 24. If I Could Tell You
I want you in a job, that makes you're 25. There's No Time Like The Present
world so good. 26. Our Spectacles
I want the work you do, feel just like
childhood. 27. I Wish
But most of all I want, to see you see
28. The Oceans Shore
things through. 29. The Life I Always Wanted
But not because you should, because you 30. "I Wish" And "I Will"
really want too.
And I realize you may be scared, that you 31. My Story
can't see it through. 32. Playing The Game
But I'm here to tell you, you can, do 33. Promise Yourself
anything you put your mind to. 34. Sad As Happy
35. A Smile
51. Don't Give It Up
Poet: Z. Vujcic, © 2007
36. Always Finish
Today life gave you another slap 37. Time to Breathe
but don't give it up 38. My Wage
throwing your towel in the ring 39. I Did It
for things gone wrong, for words that sting
40. Difficult To Do
'cos there must be another way
you will see it in the light of another day 41. Always Count That Day
When everything seems sour, not in your
favor 42How To Live To One Hundred
look around until you find better flavor 43. Keep Pegging Away
so, don't just give but live it up 44. Those We Love
pick up the pieces, be tough 45. Home
grind your teeth and turn another cheek
don't give it up, that's exactly what they
seek 46. Things Work Out
It's too easy to walk away 47. The World Is Against Me
quitter never wins so you should better 48. Keep Your Dreams
stay 49. Hard Luck
look challenges straight in the eye Quitting Is Not The Way
50.
don't say yet the last good-bye
fight like an animal in a trap
51. Don't Give It Up
but don't give it up