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gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #315 on: February 21, 2018, 06:03:57 PM »




                                                                   The Day is Done.

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


The day is done, and darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in its flight.

I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o're me,
That my soul cannot resist:

A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.

Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of the day.

Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.

For, like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life's endless toil and endeavor;
And tonight I long to rest.

Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;

Who, through long days of labor,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of wonderful melodies,

Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And come like the benediction
That follows after prayer.

Then read from the treasured volume
The poem of thy choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.

And the night shall be filled with music,
And the cares that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.





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Re: From the heart
« Reply #316 on: March 02, 2018, 03:17:02 PM »

I so love this poem. Thanks for posting it here.

eburgbirdwtchr

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #317 on: July 15, 2018, 07:23:12 PM »

Me too Ruby!!  And I'm missing gg!!  She says she's having issues with the Forum, so she hasn't been able to post lately.  At least we have her archived in our thread here, speaking from the heart. (mine)  And since you're such a newbie, I'm guessing I'm demoted too or at least have the premonition that I soon will be.  Seems like my count has been lowered elebenty gazillion times too, but the old souls still around from the early days will hopefully remember us and keep looking up!
Use the talents you possess: for the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except the best.
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dramamom40

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #318 on: July 20, 2018, 07:47:46 AM »

WOW! I am crying reading these beautiful hymns and poems. I went to Decorah over Mother's Day weekend. When I saw mom on the maple, soaring, catching fish, sharing moments with DM, and babies peeking over the nest, I was overcome with emotion. Tears flowed, which surprised me. It was an amazing experience! I don't have any poems right now but will continue to visit this thread to be uplifted and know that there are many others out there who feel the same way I do. THANK YOU!!!

gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #319 on: July 24, 2018, 04:40:13 PM »


Fireflies in the Garden


BY ROBERT FROST


Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.
« Last Edit: August 03, 2018, 07:45:10 AM by gardengirl »

gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #320 on: July 24, 2018, 04:49:22 PM »



Many many thanks to Mrs Falcon for her assistance in helping me resolve my forum issues.  It is wonderful to be able to post here once again. And that is from the heart...




Love Poem no 16

by Emily Dickinson


Nature, the gentlest mother,
Impatient of no child,
The feeblest or the waywardest,
Her admonition mild

In forest and the hill
By traveller is heard,
Restraining rampant squirrel
Or too impetuous bird.

How fair her conversation,
A summer afternoon,
Her household, her assembly;
And when the sun goes down

Her voice among the aisles
Incites the timid prayer
Of the minutest cricket,
The most unworthy flower.

When all the children sleep
She turns as long away
As will suffice to light her lamps;
Then, bending from the sky

With infinite affection
And infiniter care,
Her golden finger on her lip,
Wills silence everywhere.

« Last Edit: August 03, 2018, 07:45:53 AM by gardengirl »

eburgbirdwtchr

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #321 on: July 25, 2018, 10:48:21 AM »

Stayed silent (mostly) all day yesterday, but since no one else said anything....."mighty glad to see you back here, gg" and "thanks for the poem."
I'll be silent now!!  :D
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gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #322 on: July 25, 2018, 01:55:15 PM »

Glad for the reply, eburg. It has been much too quiet in here lately.   ;)

gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #323 on: July 29, 2018, 02:10:51 PM »

Keep Sweet   


by Strickland W. Gillilan


Don't be foolish and get sour when things don't just come your way--
Don't you be a pampered baby and declare, "Now I won't play!"
Just go grinning on and bear it;
Have you heartache? Millions share it,
If you earn a crown, you'll wear it--
Keep sweet.

Don't go handing out your troubles to your busy fellow-men--
If you whine around they'll try to keep from meeting you again;
Don't declare the world's "agin" you,
Don't let pessimism win you,
Prove there's lots of good stuff in you--
Keep sweet.

If your dearest hopes seem blighted and despair looms into view,
Set your jaw and whisper grimly, "Though they're false, yet I'll be true."
Never let your heart grow bitter;
With your lips to Hope's transmitter,
Hear Love's songbirds bravely twitter,
"Keep sweet."

Bless your heart, this world's a good one, and will always help a man;
Hate, misanthropy, and malice have no place in Nature's plan.
Help your brother there who's sighing.
Keep his flag of courage flying;
Help him try--'twill keep you trying--
Keep sweet.

gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #324 on: August 02, 2018, 09:29:02 PM »

One of my favorite poets.  Such sage advice...

Looking Back


by Edgar A. Guest

 


I might have been rich if I'd wanted the gold
instead of the friendships I've made.
I might have had fame if I'd sought for renown
in the hours when I purposely played.
Now I'm standing to-day on the far edge of life,
and I'm just looking backward to see
What I've done with the years and the days that were mine,
and all that has happened to me.

I haven't built much of a fortune to leave
to those who shall carry my name,
And nothing I've done shall entitle me now
to a place on the tablets of fame.
But I've loved the great sky and its spaces of blue;
I've lived with the birds and the trees;
I've turned from the splendor of silver and gold
to share in such pleasures as these.

I've given my time to the children who came;
together we've romped and we've played,
And I wouldn't exchange the glad hours spent
with them for the money that I might have made.
I chose to be known and be loved by the few,
and was deaf to the plaudits of men;
And I'd make the same choice should the chance
come to me to live my life over again.


I've lived with my friends and I've shared in their joys,
known sorrow with all of its tears;
I have harvested much from my acres of life,
though some say I've squandered my years.
For much that is fine has been mine to enjoy,
and I think I have lived to my best,
And I have no regret, as I'm nearing the end,
for the gold that I might have possessed.

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #325 on: August 02, 2018, 09:49:09 PM »

Thanks for that "gold" gg!!  Who knew....someone wrote a poem about me! :D
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walton

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #326 on: August 02, 2018, 10:02:01 PM »

Thanks for the poems, gg, good to see you again.

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #327 on: August 11, 2018, 09:11:56 AM »

Wonderful poems as always, gg.   Touching our hearts.  Thank you.
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gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #328 on: August 17, 2018, 09:54:20 AM »

Another poem by Edgar Guest.


The World is Against Me
by Edgar A. Guest

 


"The world is against me," he said with a sigh.
"Somebody stops every scheme that I try.
The world has me down and it's keeping me there;
I don't get a chance. Oh, the world is unfair!
When a fellow is poor then he can't get a show;
The world is determined to keep him down low."

"What of Abe Lincoln?" I asked. "Would you say
That he was much richer than you are to-day?
He hadn't your chance of making his mark,
And his outlook was often exceedingly dark;
Yet he clung to his purpose with courage most grim
And he got to the top. Was the world against him?

"What of Ben Franklin? I've oft heard it said
That many a time he went hungry to bed.
He started with nothing but courage to climb,
But patiently struggled and waited his time.
He dangled awhile from real poverty's limb,
Yet he got to the top. Was the world against him?

"I could name you a dozen, yes, hundreds, I guess,
Of poor boys who've patiently climbed to success;
All boys who were down and who struggled alone,
Who'd have thought themselves rich if your fortune they'd known;
Yet they rose in the world you're so quick to condemn,
And I'm asking you now, was the world against them?"



gardengirl

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Re: From the heart
« Reply #329 on: August 28, 2018, 08:23:58 AM »

Be the difference....

ONE

written by Shawnee Kellie

One word can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream;
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald Spring.

One smile can bring a friendship,
One handclasp can lift a soul;
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One cheer can obtain a goal.

One vote can change a Nation,
One sunbeam can lift a room;
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.
One look can change two lives;
One kiss can make love bloom.

One step must start each journey,
One word must start each prayer;
One hope can raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.

One voice can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what's true;
One life can make a difference,
One life is me and you....





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