Change the Days by Burton Seligman

Change the days and the countless ways,

We run ourselves through this maze.

The passing lights left behind,

The countless thoughts we can’t unwind.

From the minutes to the hours and days,

Fighting the anguish in living this way.

The moments that slip between our fingers, never taking hold,

The regrets we will have when we are old.

Change the days, that confront the last,

Don’t let the dreams run past.

The ones take our time away, The ones that left us feeling astray,

The people we loved, but never cared to say.

The things we’ve done, but would never share,

The moments that were beautiful, But we were never there.

Change the days, From old to new,

From sour to sweet, From them to you.

Change the days; Let your ears hear your heart beat.

Let positivity move your feet.

Don’t race, slow it down,

To hear the silence in a noisy town.

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To change the days, Is really a choice,

Just listen to your internal voice.

A Stranger passed by, Author Unknown

A Stranger passed by, Author Unknown

I ran into a stranger as he passed by.

"Oh, excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please, excuse me too,

Wasn't even watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.

We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told,

How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,

My daughter stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked her down.

"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

She walked away, her little heart broken

at how harshly I had spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,

God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,

But the children you love, you seem to abuse.

Look on the kitchen floor,

You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers she brought for you.

She picked them herself, pink, yellow and blue.

She stood quietly not to spoil the surprise,

And you never saw the tears in her eyes.

"By this time, I felt very small,

and now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by her bed;

"Wake up, little girl, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"

She smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em, because they're pretty like you.

I knew you'd like'em, especially the blue.

I said, "Daughter, I'm sorry for the way I acted today;

I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."

She said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.

I love you anyway."

I said, "Daughter, I love you too,

And I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

The Vow by Malcolm O. Varner

The Vow by Malcolm O. Varner

No matter how deep the sadness or wide the pain,

I vow to live for a brighter day will come again.

No matter how many mistakes I’ve made in the past,

I vow to live and in the future avoid them, surefooted and fast.

No matter how many tragedies beyond my control take place,

I vow to live and stay my course within this race.

No matter how poor or rich I may ever be,

I vow to live and aspire to search for the dignity in simplicity.

No matter how much a lover may pierce the inner core of my heart,

I vow to live for like spring I’ll get a new start.

No matter how isolated and alone I may feel,

I vow to live and do something for someone else to heal.

No matter how hopeless my situation my appear,

I vow to live and reflect until my viewpoint is clear.

No matter what happens in this life – good or bad

I vow to live, do my best, and just for living – be glad.

Life by Bryan Schuetz

Life by Bryan Schuetz

Life to many is a constant struggle.

Deadlines to meet, hustle and bustle.

Look up! Look down! Turn Left! Turn Right!

Moving so fast, no end in sight.

One day...I will. But not this day.

Too much to do. What can I say?

This is the only day that life promises you.

Slow down and enjoy...do what you want to do.

Even for just a little while.

Each day do something to make you smile.