We all have good intentions–to get acquainted with a new neighbor–send a card of sympathy–pay an old friend a visit—tell somebody you love them–stop and listen with your heart. Too often I go to bed at night, having done nothing thoughtful for someone else. Didn’t cheer up anyone. Didn’t hug anybody. Made no phone calls…didn’t even send little text. The more I neglect to do this, the more dissatisfied I feel, and, the more I do it, the more peace I feel. I’d like to live each day with no regrets.
Yesterday’s words of comfort,
Why are they left unsaid?
Yesterdays’s words of gratitude
That never leave your head.
Tomorrow’s trials will surely come,
Then let’s express this day
The feelings and emotions
That come through work and play.
For kindness never leaves us cold,
But warms each new today,
For words of love and comfort
Make firm tomorrow’s way.
You have a superb talent for picking pictures that go well with the poetry. I’m glad to see you both writing. What a great message here.