Poem
Sunday, March 21st, 2010At one of my clients from work, the following poem is painted on the wall. It’s an interesting one, so I took a picture of it to share it with you:
Today
Outside my window, a new day I see
and only I can determine what kind of day it will be.
It can be busy and sunny, laughing and gay,
or boring and cold, unhappy and gray.
My own state of mind is the determining key,
for I am only the person I let myself be.
I can be thoughtful and do all I can to help,
or be selfish and think just of myself.
I can enjoy what I do and make it seem fun,
or gripe and complain and make it hard on someone.
I can be patient with those who may not understand,
or be little and hurt them as much as I can.
But I have faith in myself, and believe what I say,
and I personally intend to make the best of each day.
I searched the internet to find out who wrote this poem, but all I can find is ‘author unknown’.