Posted by: Anonymous Me | June 6, 2011

Poem of the Week…

Hello, peeps! Please bear with me as I ease my way back into my regular blogging schedule. There is so, so much to write about…thoughts I am sure will unfold from me slowly, in the right time. For now though, let me share this wonderful poem brought to me via a quick Google search for ‘poems about gratitude’. I love it when someone else speaks the truth of what is in my heart better than I ever could. Amen.

A Prayer
by Max Ehrmann (1872 – 1945)

Let me do my work each day;
And if the darkened hours of despair overcome me,
May I not forget the strength that comforted me
In the desolation of other times.

May I still remember the bright hours that found me
Walking over the silent hills of my childhood,
Or dreaming on the margin of the quiet river,
When a light glowed within me,
And I promised my early God to have courage
Amid the tempests of the changing years.
Spare me from bitterness
And from the sharp passions of unguarded moments.

May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit.
Though the world may know me not,
May my thoughts and actions be such
As shall keep me friendly with myself.
Lift my eyes from the earth,
And let me not forget the uses of the stars.
Forbid that I should judge others,
Lest I condemn myself.

Let me not follow the clamor of the world,
But walk calmly in my path.
Give me a few good friends who will love me for what I am;
And keep ever burning before my vagrant steps
The kindly light of hope.
And though age and infirmity overtake me,
And I come not within sight of the castle of my dreams,
Teach me still to be thankful for life,
And for times olden memories that are good and sweet;
And may the evening’s twilight find me gentle still.

Hopefully,

Gratefully,

Me 🙂

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Responses

  1. Enjoyed visiting with you while you were home. Get some rest girlie, we’ll all be here when you get back to it! <3, me. 🙂

  2. Ditto what Your friend in DEF said 🙂

    Oh and I asked Iain about “9 to 5” and his response was, “They do in Edinburgh because they are a shower of fandans”. He always has the best sayings and I steal them because Americans have NO idea what I’m talking about!

    • Well, the person who first told me about the ‘9 to 5’ phenomenon is from Yorkshire, and I had it confirmed by a girl from London, so it’s just a wacko Scottish thing. The latest club news: I was told I dance like Beyonce and Shakira. Scottish guys either need to get out more, or Scottish girls need to learn to dance b/c I do not have any where near the junk-in-the-trunk talents that those two have!

  3. Welcome back, and thanks for the great poetry find! Sending you blog love…..Pam


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