the_otherside
01-30-2002, 02:12 AM
This poem was something I read right before my grandma passed away in 99 and I had it put in her funeral program ( I think thats what its called)
This Moment
I may never see tommorow; theres no written guarantee,
and things that happened yesterday belong to history.
I cannot predict the future, and I cannot change the past.
I have just the present moment, I must treat it as my last.
I must use this moment wisely for it soon will pass away,
and be lost to me forever as a part of yesterday.
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet.
Be a friend unto the friendless, make an empty life complete.
I must make this moment precious for it will not come again,
and I can never be content with things that might have been.
Kind words I fail to say this day may ever be unsaid,
For I know not how short may be the path that lies ahead.
The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
and friendships that I fail to win may nevermore be won.
I may not have another chance on bended knee to pray, and thank my God with humble heart for giving me this day.
I may never see tomorrow, but this moment is my own.
It's mine to use or cast aside; the choice is mine, alone.
I have just this precious moment in the sunlight of today,
Where the dawning of tomorrow meets the dusk of yesterday.
Paul F. Barnett
I just really enjoy it I hope you all will as well...
This Moment
I may never see tommorow; theres no written guarantee,
and things that happened yesterday belong to history.
I cannot predict the future, and I cannot change the past.
I have just the present moment, I must treat it as my last.
I must use this moment wisely for it soon will pass away,
and be lost to me forever as a part of yesterday.
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet.
Be a friend unto the friendless, make an empty life complete.
I must make this moment precious for it will not come again,
and I can never be content with things that might have been.
Kind words I fail to say this day may ever be unsaid,
For I know not how short may be the path that lies ahead.
The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
and friendships that I fail to win may nevermore be won.
I may not have another chance on bended knee to pray, and thank my God with humble heart for giving me this day.
I may never see tomorrow, but this moment is my own.
It's mine to use or cast aside; the choice is mine, alone.
I have just this precious moment in the sunlight of today,
Where the dawning of tomorrow meets the dusk of yesterday.
Paul F. Barnett
I just really enjoy it I hope you all will as well...