The Mirror of Life by Catherine Pulsifer

The Mirror of Life by Catherine Pulsifer,

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.

Life Steps by Catherine Pulsifer

Life Steps by Catherine Pulsifer

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!

Don’t Give Up

Don’t Give Up

Don’t let today’s troubles
Bring you down,
Or allow you to question 
Your ability
 
Don’t let life’s little obstacles
Keep you from trying,
Or become the reason 
For defeat
 
Don’t let your fears
Keep you from dreaming,
Or from chasing
your dream
 
Don’t give up for any reason
Believe in yourself,
And in yourself
You’ll find strength

Finish Every Day by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Finish Every Day by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities
no doubt have crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.

Tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely
and with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with
your old nonsense.

This day is all that is
good and fair.
It is too dear,
with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on yesterdays.

Checking the Day by Edgar Guest

Checking the Day by Edgar Guest

"I had a full day in my purse
      When I arose, and now it's gone!
I wonder if I can rehearse
      The squandered hours, one by one,
And count the minutes as I do
      The pennies and the dimes I've spent.
I've had a day, once bright and new,
      But, oh, for what few things it went!

There were twelve hours when I began,
      Good hours worth sixty minutes each,
Yet some of them so swiftly ran
      I had no time for thought or speech.
Eight of them to my task I gave,
      Glad that it did not ask for mre.
Part of the day I tried to save,
      But now I cannot say what for.

An hour I spent for idle chat,
      Gossip and scandal I confess;
No better off am I for that,
      Would I had talked a little less.
I watched steel workers bolt a beam,
      What time that cost I don't recall.
How very short the minutes seem
      When they are spent on trifles small.

Quite empty is my purse to-night
      Which held at dawn a twelve-hour day,
For all of it has taken flight—
      Part wisely spent, part thrown away.
I did my task and earned its gain,
      But checking deeds with what they cost,
Two missing hours I can't explain,
      They must be charges as lost."