Tuesday, March 10, 2015

A poem....


If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went,
Then you may count that day well spent.

(I like the first verse best as I don't necessarily agree with the second, because the opportunities for kindness don't always present themselves. I don't think a day is entirely lost. We are always learning each day, so do not think it would be lost.  We can simply keep on trying.)

But if, through all the livelong day,
You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay.
If through it all
You've nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face.
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost,
Then count that day as worse than lost.

~George Eliot~

23 comments:

  1. This poem is so true! Wasn't the author actually a woman, but had to use a man's name because of the thoughts on women authors at the time?

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  2. Words to live by, and you seem to!


    ALOHA from Honolulu
    ComfortSpiral
    =^..^=

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  3. I would agre. I think a day is lost only if you have been deliberately cruel - and even that can often be redeemed with a heartfelt apology.

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  4. We can only try our best to do what we can and not live with regret.

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  5. Hello Denise, It is a pretty poem and has a great message. I do agree with you about opportunities do not always present themselves.. I will try to cheer you by wishing you a happy day today..

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  6. oh how wonderful, and i love your sun!

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  7. Hi, Denise...I am like you, and appreciate the first part of the poem the most. A day is never totally lost for me.

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  8. I really like this poem and have never read it before. Unless you live alone there is always the opportunity to have a glance like sunshine or a kind deed. that would include not yelling at hubby for me. or arguing with him but smiling at him when he does something that aggravates me. we always hurt the ones we love. we say things to loved ones we would never say to strangers.. i think that is what this man meant.. i am much more kind to strangers than to family members. i lose my temper with them but not with strangers

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  9. I agree. All one can do is try, try and try some more. Even just a smile can brighten someone's entire day!

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  10. The way I hear the second verse could work is to think of being kind to oneself, which is always available, and not entirely selfishness.

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  11. yes, he should have stopped after the first. :)

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  12. I really like that first verse, too, but don't care for the second.

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  13. really beautiful and inspiring!!!

    i'm always smiling and i talk to everyone!!!

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  14. Writers express themselves and we can discuss and agree or disagree or be somewhere in the middle. But you make a good post by posting a poem and offering your ideas.

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  15. The first part of the poem is so beautiful! George should've kept that sentiment going. Thank you for sharing this piece with us.

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  16. That is a poem with much truth in it and I believe if we treat others as we would like to be treated we can't go wrong.
    I don't get out of the house much these days but if I can do something to make Phil smile each day then I feel I have at least achieved something.
    It is far easier to smile than to frowns as it uses less facial muscles so no excuse not to smile. I even smile at the cat and she smiles back (yes she does, I am sure she does).

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  17. Regarding the second verse, if our thoughts are pure and happy, it is as good as helping someone else.

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  18. Excellent thoughts! I enjoyed the poem!

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