Vincent AcelingGoing the right path takes courage...
December 15th 2007 07:59
AT DAY’S END
John Hall
“Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
The day is almost over and its toiling is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word to you?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that’s slipping fast,
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Did you waste the day, or lose it?
Was it well or sorely spent?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said?
Does the man whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you leave a trail of kindness, or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber, do you think that God will say, you have earned one
more tomorrow by the work you did today?”
THE OYSTER
There once was an Oyster whose story I tell,
Who found that some sand was inside his shell
Just one little grain, but it gave him great pain!
For oysters have feelings, though they all seem so plain.
Now did he berate the workings of fate.
Which had led him to such a deplorable state?
Did he curse out the government—call for an election,
And cry that the sea “should have given protection?”
No! He said to himself as he lay on the shelf,
“Since I cannot remove it, I’ll try to improve it.”
The years rolled along, as the years always do,
And he came to his ultimate destiny—stew!
And the small grain of sand that had bothered him so,
Was a beautiful pearl, all richly aglow!
The tale has a moral, for isn’t it grand.
What an oyster can do with a morsel of sand?
What couldn’t I do if I’d only begin,
With all those things that “get under my skin!”
TRUE UNDERSTANDING
Ara John Moresecian
True understanding must prevail
So that our love must never fail.
Thus we should settle our fight
Before we go to sleep at night.
And selfish feelings must be fought.
Or else they’ll dictate every thought.
And always we should both discuss
All problems which are serious.
And if our thoughts don’t harmonise
We both should try to compromise.
Thus if we don’t mean what we say,
Some day our passion will decay.
Thus honesty must be the rule.
Or else our bond will surely cool.
John Hall
“Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
The day is almost over and its toiling is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word to you?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that’s slipping fast,
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Did you waste the day, or lose it?
Was it well or sorely spent?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said?
Does the man whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you leave a trail of kindness, or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber, do you think that God will say, you have earned one
more tomorrow by the work you did today?”
THE OYSTER
There once was an Oyster whose story I tell,
Who found that some sand was inside his shell
Just one little grain, but it gave him great pain!
For oysters have feelings, though they all seem so plain.
Now did he berate the workings of fate.
Which had led him to such a deplorable state?
Did he curse out the government—call for an election,
And cry that the sea “should have given protection?”
No! He said to himself as he lay on the shelf,
“Since I cannot remove it, I’ll try to improve it.”
The years rolled along, as the years always do,
And he came to his ultimate destiny—stew!
And the small grain of sand that had bothered him so,
Was a beautiful pearl, all richly aglow!
The tale has a moral, for isn’t it grand.
What an oyster can do with a morsel of sand?
What couldn’t I do if I’d only begin,
With all those things that “get under my skin!”
TRUE UNDERSTANDING
True understanding must prevail
So that our love must never fail.
Thus we should settle our fight
Before we go to sleep at night.
And selfish feelings must be fought.
Or else they’ll dictate every thought.
And always we should both discuss
All problems which are serious.
And if our thoughts don’t harmonise
We both should try to compromise.
Thus if we don’t mean what we say,
Some day our passion will decay.
Thus honesty must be the rule.
Or else our bond will surely cool.
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