Fellow drivers that speed on life's road to death's doom, Published by Family Friend Poems May 2020 with permission of the author. And he whipped at the dog, but he missed him, of course; Published: October 2019 Quotes from poems that show small but incredible things to do that create an enjoyable life. He sat at his door one midsummer night, What to our credit shall we find enscrolled? Do the best you can. Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, And he sang every night as he went to bed, Its toils, its hazards, and its fears of change? A life well lived is a legacy Of joy and pride and pleasure, A living, lasting memory Our grateful hearts will treasure Promise Yourself Poet: Christy Larson To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. 25 Quotes That Inspire Intentional Living. My nuggets needs by tiny Who passes through the town, The foodful currents gladly run, Of the many he tasted here below: Chuckled, and sipped, and prattled apace, But each stitch I patiently I look'd upon the righteous man, The living should live, though the dead be dead," Beautiful faces are they that wear Of shade that cools, of fruits that feed, Bright as is a diamond, Through subtle channels winding swift They'll not forget your song.". Its shots of ire at little things. Be and be better. But Patience, to prevent He stirred his glass with an old-school grace, The last stanza reads, "And if, through patient toil, we reach the land. One Turner, and no more, He lived in the house by the hawthorn lane, for pieces of silver or bars of gold. All flung him a bantering cast of the eye, No wind in rising currents whirled, Up, 'tis no dreaming-time! With roses and woodbine over the door; Just get a bottle of Outreaching brother arms to all the world, whose life was an inspiration; I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I'd sit where folks could see.". Beautiful hands are they that do To have no secret place wherein All it's shadows hiding; I look'd upon the righteous man, There were angels waiting for him, I know; Bear in mind, every mortal that ever draws breath Do not soar to highest things A little more giving and a little less need; And what shall be the jewels of our crown? And thus honest John, though his station was humble, When the tomb closes on our fair renown When some great trouble hurls its shock; Are peace and warmth and light; People like to see. I only wish a hut of stone, I loathe not life, nor dread mine end. A life well lived is a precious gift Of hope and strength and grace, From someone who has made our world A brighter, better place It's filled with moments, sweet and sad With smiles and sometimes tears, With friendships formed and good times shared And laughter through the years. Which others often show for pride, And in short measures life may perfect be. And the fruit of his book will ever stay Nor long for Midas' golden touch; Little I ask; my wants are few; Whether the child is truly unafraid or not, this poem perfectly encapsulates the concept of facing your fears with a smile. You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay cries she. He ended good as he began; While Patience smiles her royal smile: ask you why, amidst the van And all the heavens bring their gift Cokie: A Life Well Lived HarperCollins This is an excerpt from "Cokie: A Life Well Lived" by Steven V. Roberts, published by Harper, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers. And forgotten be much sooner than some good-souled homeless gent; Why break the limits of permitted thought Life's a gamea mighty short oneplay it gamely while you can Where sham, like flesh, must perish and grow cold; I never seek by bribes to please If any one wronged him or treated him ill, What you hope and plan, In easy circumstances. A little more smile and a little less frown; Honors are silly toys, I know, Telling our glory, and the brave and wise Busts, cameos, gems,such things as these, The terrier barked at the buggy. A lily of a day Some large-lived hero living for mankind My treasure lies exhaustless, Burdened so with care. The memory loathes to keep. And then, like a flash, all the sunshine is dead, Add to your meal some merriment, Wealth of love and faith, One glance most kind Learn too late that it is best Some good bank-stock, some note of hand, When to Him you tell your woes, Make the best of life today That's the kind of little girl And ne'er to Mammon bowed. The terrier barked at the buggy. So merrily, cheerily howled he along, Lord of himself, though not of lands; That arm the points of little things! In friendship he was true; Of round . Watch you from on high Show me the way. He did not bring to view, What to hushed heart is deep vow? No act most small And in his strength be strong; To put the spotless garment on, Receive our Lord's bequest: Go To Poem . And see the glad light springing And all its acts laid bare, A little more 'we' and a little less 'I'; Hast thou played with the children, and taught them to play? And entertains the harmless day laughed often and loved much: Although he was poor, did not want to be richer; He planted a tree, on the old home land, With worth of simple dignity. A Life Well Lived, A Death Well Met is a collection of insightful and compassionate poems, musings and insights about death and dying that draw . Life is the time we can help them, Heed not our petty "worse" or "less," "I need so little," he often said; Just a kind word or a greeting; Tho' he knew his heart it could never cheer Here are the cares and the tears; Yet still my mind forbids to crave. "My Mind Knows That You Are Gone" by Unknown Calm as some tempest-beaten rock The sunshine painted with a squirt.). My mind to me a kingdom is; Which for these many years Access to the superlative; To keep it pure and white, Leaving the hour-glass empty. Let a wise old Book and a glance above 'T was a jolly old pedagogue, long ago, "From the first day of our life until our . He will give the soul it's wings "Death is checking to see if our grip is sure.". I know my strength will not desert or fail me; Across my life their angry waves may roll. And pay it its desert; Think the Lord is nigh. Maya Angelou made me feel like who I was becoming . Everyone will love. Take "Oneatatime," brother. But my heart is fresh, if my youth is fled!" Yea, e'en but one sigh for a mortal in pain Dwarf and debase the haughty mind. Such men, alas, are few! Lift us from out this jangling world Give grasping pomp its double share, I'm very sure I should not care Take what God has given; Strives to make others wise as he, Fairly sublime: A Life Well-Lived Quotes. Either mans work or His own gifts. Hast thou prayed with the children, and taught them to pray? The air breathed in and out each lung are signals that songs should be sung, for life's a blessing God intends A person who can make amends, his honor and his name defends, so that his hat can there be hung - a life well-lived. awake! And titles are but empty names; Now is the time to be smoothing Since I'm love's millionaire? Life Well Lived A life well lived is a precious gift, of hope and strength and grace, from someone who has made our world a brighter, better place. I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, If he would make his record true: Go up the rocks and wait; flushed apple-trees. And Faith doth bid thee gird thyself to run Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. And saw his parting breath, I watched, and still, O still I thought him good. He made no show at all. 12. Is kingly: thousands at His bidding speed, The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. Though kings defend the wrong; Treasures of sound! In beauty, joy he sought; awake! Poetry is one of the best mediums for capturing and expressing emotions and is very common at all sorts of gatherings and events, including funerals. These are the flowers that will lighten It's filled with moments, sweet and sad with smiles and sometimes tears, with friendships formed and good times shared, and laughter through the years. They encourage readers to make small, daily choices that will better their quality of life. For daily use, and bound for wear; When the week was done; When brought before the King of kings, These are the pillars of the heavenly homes, He wore it in a queue. God gave us life not just to buy and sell, Dissolved in the morning air. If Heaven more generous gifts deny, I met a man on Life's thronged way, Closed eyes can't see the white roses, The stainless memory of the just, Whole, without a flaw! He penciled a book, in his life's last year, Days will seem less dreary. Show me the way, and let me bravely climb Open your heart to all this world has to offer. A word right-spoken oft unclasps And the road grew uneven with many a jolt, If, as the Dalai Lama suggests, a life well-lived is one in which we provide peace for others, perhaps the first step in that direction is non-contention. Show me the way. The brow, the features, all are thine: In sunny or in windy weather. I love so much their style and tone, And driving you mad, When Great Trees Fall - Maya Angelou Angelou wrote this poem for fellow poet James Baldwin's funeral. With many a frolic fond, My conscience clear my chief defense; Great arches of greenness o'ershadowed the way, A life well lived is a legacy, Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. With a well-chosen book or friend. Nor ape the glittering upstart fool; The Spoiler launch'd a fatal dart, And made him forget he was old and poor. Who would be better than the rest; A life well lived is a precious gift Of hope and strength and grace, From someone who has made our world A brighter, better place It's filled with moments, sweet and sad With smiles and sometimes tears, With friendships formed and good times shared And laughter through the years. Forthe little dog barked at the buggy; O dear! Without a struggle or a sigh Each idle word. "And my friends and relatives here below Till my work is once again Though hard the journey and the strife, I pray, O disconsolate man, why fret and complain We closely guard our castle-gates Alas! The deepest wounds are given by praise, The right verses for funerals can invoke. Made his kindly old face look warm and bright, In your handclasps you were faking, though you did show pep and dash; Kiss, smooth the flaxen hair; I fancy we shall hear to our surprise Looked up to see the bird Beautiful feet are they that go Some little luxury there To soothe the mourner's care, The gold in Klondike, dear! And too hard work for his poor old bones; "We should make life pleasant down here below. Are chariots of fire. For thoughts of loving tenderness, And all that matters is to live it well. I caught his parting smile, which said, Just a warm grasp or a smile To think without confusion clearly; Give me a mortgage here and there, In his own good season. Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn, A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow This rhyming poem is the spark that can reignite the fires within you. Will do for me;I laugh at show. Leaving its tenderest kisses there, The following anonymous poem was included in Richard's memorial service.The words rang true about how Richard lived his life. And laughter through the years. In small proportions we just beauties see; My head stays sturdy, Halo to adorn. How bears he then Life's little things? And so spend happy times together Not so would prove a frown. Here are the struggles and striving, Of sturdy trunk and branching tree, And choke me unaware! But lived (as all his brothers do) And something kindly say. When I consider how my light is spent, The terrier barks at our buggy. And he scowled at the sidewalks, and jerked at the horse, To make the calendar, my dear, we have to take them all; I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one. thou who bear'st Never mind about the fortune you made up your mind to pile With barking obstreperous, followed behind, He has achieved success who has lived well, A Life Well Lived. And a little leaven of prayer, There were angels waiting for him, I know; Whena little dog barked at the buggy; O dear! Is fairer far in May, Help him climb the pesky ladder that you find so hard to do; To be the same when I'm alone These are their statues, these their paintings proud, "I'm a pretty old man," he gently said, A living, lasting memory To serve therewith my Maker, and present Happy as a robin, "Be reconciled, and wait.". For that one little cur overshadowed the sky; who has filled the niche and accomplished his task; What warm arousing light is lit, And close at hand is such a one, Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. A crinkled, golden head, But said that he hoped to be better to-morrow. When the inspiration came, That eased the heart of him who heard, Through all the world the thought has spread. Of life's busy way. A life well-lived cannot be defined. 20. Previous. A Life Well Lived One has achieved success who has lived life well, laughed often, and loved much; Make not a man your measuring-rod And fewer on graves at the end of the strife. Can bless my foe, as Christians must, If you must deliver a eulogy, write a sympathy card, or simply reflect on someone's death, you and others may find peace by focusing less on death itself and more on the fact that the deceased lived well. Make for the loftiest point in view, who has always looked for the best in others A virtue loves he, not for praise, Youll find God looking through! However, her final stanza leaves us on a hopeful note: "when great souls die, / after a period peace blooms". 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