Sunday, October 26, 2014
Life is a gift to be used every day
Not to be smothered and hidden away
It is not a thing to be stored in the chest
Where you gather your keepsakes and treasure your best;
It is not a joy to be sipped now and then
And promptly put back in a dark place again.
Life is a gift that the humblest may boast of
And one that the humblest may well make the most of.
Get out and live it each hour of the day,
Wear it and use it as much as you may;
Don’t keep it in niches and corners and grooves.
You will find that in service its beauty improves.