I Am Thankful For by Nancy J Carmody I am thankful for …..the mess to clean up after a partybecause it means I have been surrounded by friends. …..the taxes that I paybecause it means that I’m employed. …..the clothes that fit a little too snugbecause it means I have...
Gratitude by Edgar Albert Guest Be grateful for the kindly friends that walk along your way,Be grateful for the skies of blue that smile from day to day,Be grateful for the health you own, the work you find to do,For round about you there are men less fortunate than...
I’m grateful for change, the ups and the downs, Both happiness and sadness, the smiles and the frowns.I’m grateful to writing for giving me pause, To examine the world, for its beauty and flaws. To cheese, I thank you for obvious reasons, And I too must show love to...
The Most Important Things in Life The most important things in lifeAre not ‘things,’ most knowIt’s the people in our livesWho make our Hearts grow Our family of Loved onesAre the most important of allThey fill our lives with memoriesEspecially those who are small The...
Be grateful for the kindly friends that walk along your way, Be grateful for the skies of blue that smile from day to day, Be grateful for the health you own, the work you find to do, For round about you there are men less fortunate than you.
Be grateful for the growing trees, the roses soon to bloom, The tenderness of kindly hearts that shared your days of gloom, Be grateful for the morning dew, the grass beneath your feet, The soft caresses of your babes and all their laughter sweet.
Acquire the grateful habit, learn to see how blessed you are, How much there is to gladden life, how little life to mar! And what if rain shall fall to-day and you with grief are sad, Be grateful that you can recall the joys that you have had.
Listening To Cicadas Thousands of soda chargers detonating simultaneously at the one party * The aural equivalent of the smell of cheese fermented in the stomach of a slaughtered goat * The aural equivalent of downing eight glasses of caffeinated alcohol *...
A bird came down the walk:He did not know I saw;He bit an angle-worm in halvesAnd ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a dewFrom a convenient grass,And then hopped sidewise to the wallTo let a beetle pass. He glanced with rapid eyesThat hurried all abroad,--They...
I have wished a bird would fly away,And not sing by my house all day; Have clapped my hands at him from the doorWhen it seemed as if I could bear no more. The fault must partly have been in me.The bird was not to blame for his key. And of course there must be...
The Tyger By William Blake Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize...
Autumn Crows by Kimiko Hahn My favorite months reside in autumn when the sunset is riddled with crows— and my wishes swerve to fly into the purples and pinks to spot then devour the heart of that ex-lover, hardly human.
The Eagle By Alfred, Lord Tennyson He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he...
I’m grateful for change, the ups and the downs, Both happiness and sadness, the smiles and the frowns. I’m grateful to writing for giving me pause, To examine the world, for its beauty and flaws.
To cheese, I thank you for obvious reasons, And I too must show love to all four of the seasons. Next up on this list is my trusty canoe, Cheers to good health, and down with the flu.
There aren’t enough thanks to share with my wife,
Much love to Bri, my partner in life, I sleep with a smile because she’s on my right, Plus she’s awfully pretty, and we rarely fight.
An ode to my mind, both wild and curious, Some teachers loved me, and others were furious, My brain’s a bit different, for better or worse, But I see now a blessing, where I once saw a curse.
I’m thankful for books in more ways than one, They gave me my bullets, my flag, and my gun. I like the soft sound of traffic, with the moon way up high, or a nice long walk, though I wish I could fly.
I adore a good drive all on my own, And that one silly show where they battle for Thrones. The Leafs, the Raptors, the Jays, and the Bills, A really loud concert, with all of its thrills.
To not mention hummus would be quite a crime, And soda water with fresh lemon and lime. I love speaking new languages in far away places, I love bold red wine, not bottles, but cases.
I’m thankful for family, I’ve got it quite good,
In the comfort of home, I’ve felt understood, When it comes to my mom, we’re one and the same, We’re both like tigers who refuse to be tamed.
My father’s guidance has changed my life, He’s a calming voice during struggle and strife, And then there’s my brother, my hero indeed, I’m happy to follow when he’s in the lead.
Much love to beer for all that you do, But the really good stuff, not Labatt Blue, I sure don’t drink you like I did in the past, Though the university days were truly a blast.
A little bit of praise for fresh veggies and fruit, And to my Turkish pal Gürbüz, who made all my suits. I must mention my friends before I forget, And that strange chicken oven that you forget once you set,
I’ll take an old fashioned with a fresh orange peel, I love blue, green, and red, and I don’t mind teal, Let’s hear it for coffee, and also for tea, I’m down with the insects, from crickets to bees.
I yearn for a moon, so full and so bright, I do love the day, though not like the night, I made a good teacher, I did love that, And the gym brings me joy, and keeps off the fat.
I’m grateful to be born in the Great White North, With the freedom of speech to talk back and forth, Clean water, good soil, and a diverse population, A good place to live, great for vacation.
To my cat, Kötü – yes, he made the list,
Because if he didn’t, he’d be noticeably pissed, He’d figure it out, he’s smarter than Hawking, When he’s meowing at us, he’s practically talking.
I’ve always been active, I’m grateful for that, I thrive with a puck, not bad with a bat. I love the Olympics, and the waving of flags, On that glorious podium, not a shoulder could sag.
My hometown of Toronto, it needs to be noted It’s where I grew up, and where I first voted, Diversity, I know – it what makes us stand out, And we all get along, in case you had doubts.
Though my office is small, it’s completely my own, It’s where I run things from my computer and phone, And I’m humbled and proud that my business is growing, With plans for the future that don’t involve slowing.
Music, oh music, how could I forget? I like it on vinyl, I’ll pass on cassettes, Give me some indie, some electro, and funk, Up at my cottage, on a bed or a bunk.
I adore maps, both the old and the new, And my kindergarten teacher, who let me use glue. I do love art, though can’t draw at all, I still like the movies, but can’t stand the mall.
To my long-serving laptop, the one they call Mac, In school and in business, you’ve had my back, Some love for Steve Jobs, and to brilliant brains, Those who enlighten, create, and explain.
To the podcast in general, podcasters at large, It’s amazing what’s created, and how few charge, It is now the age where information is shared, Where you don’t need permission before content is aired.
I’m showing some thanks to the makers of pens, And to camera companies that make a good lens, To people who still build things with quality in mind, Who put aside profit, to better mankind.
I want to thank manatees for being absurd, I know I mentioned cheese, but what about curd? To electricity, I think thee, for guiding the way, Here comes the night, one flick, and it’s day.
To folks like Mr. Rogers and Mr. Dressup, too, Who think of children, and all they can do. Thank you in general to the old and the wise, I hear your stories, and see into your eyes.
To crazy cartographers, and the makers of maps, Who expanded perspective, and wonder, perhaps, To folks who get up each time that they trip, Who won’t be defined by a stumble or slip.
I respect the world’s forces much greater than me, That help us ditch “I,” and start thinking in “We,” It may be religion, a movement, a book, That help us discover, to seek and to look.
I’ve got to mention you for reading all this, Whether you’re a Mrs., a Mr., or Miss, And not just this poem, but all that I do. I couldn’t be me if it wasn’t for you.
To sunsets, the sunrise, the planets and stars, To the everyday people, not presidents or czars, Life is a journey, a moment, a vow, Don’t wait for tomorrow, cherish right now.
Lying, thinkingLast nightHow to find my soul a homeWhere water is not thirstyAnd bread loaf is not stoneI came up with one thingAnd I don’t believe I’m wrongThat nobody,But nobodyCan make it out here alone. Alone, all aloneNobody, but nobodyCan make it out here alone....
A November Night There! See the line of lights,A chain of stars down either side the street —Why can't you lift the chain and give it to me,A necklace for my throat? I'd twist it roundAnd you could play with it. You smile at meAs though I were a little dreamy...
Besides the autumn poets sing,A few prosaic daysA little this side of the snowAnd that side of the haze. A few incisive mornings,A few ascetic eyes, —Gone Mr. Bryant's golden-rod,And Mr. Thomson's sheaves. Still is the bustle in the brook,Sealed are the...
I Am Thankful For by Nancy J Carmody I am thankful for …..the mess to clean up after a partybecause it means I have been surrounded by friends. …..the taxes that I paybecause it means that I’m employed. …..the clothes that fit a little too snugbecause it means I have...
Gratitude by Edgar Albert Guest Be grateful for the kindly friends that walk along your way,Be grateful for the skies of blue that smile from day to day,Be grateful for the health you own, the work you find to do,For round about you there are men less fortunate than...
I think awhile of Love, and while I think,Love is to me a world,Sole meat and sweetest drink,And close connecting linkTween heaven and earth. I only know it is, not how or why,My greatest happiness;However hard I try,Not if I were to die,Can I explain. I fain would...
Lying, thinkingLast nightHow to find my soul a homeWhere water is not thirstyAnd bread loaf is not stoneI came up with one thingAnd I don’t believe I’m wrongThat nobody,But nobodyCan make it out here alone. Alone, all aloneNobody, but nobodyCan make it out here alone....
Love is like the wild rose-briar, Friendship like the holly-tree— The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring, Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again And who...
A November Night There! See the line of lights,A chain of stars down either side the street —Why can't you lift the chain and give it to me,A necklace for my throat? I'd twist it roundAnd you could play with it. You smile at meAs though I were a little dreamy...
Besides the autumn poets sing,A few prosaic daysA little this side of the snowAnd that side of the haze. A few incisive mornings,A few ascetic eyes, —Gone Mr. Bryant's golden-rod,And Mr. Thomson's sheaves. Still is the bustle in the brook,Sealed are the...
She Walks in Beauty By Lord Byron (George Gordon) She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day...
I Am Thankful For by Nancy J Carmody I am thankful for …..the mess to clean up after a partybecause it means I have been surrounded by friends. …..the taxes that I paybecause it means that I’m employed. …..the clothes that fit a little too snugbecause it means I have...
Gratitude by Edgar Albert Guest Be grateful for the kindly friends that walk along your way,Be grateful for the skies of blue that smile from day to day,Be grateful for the health you own, the work you find to do,For round about you there are men less fortunate than...
I’m grateful for change, the ups and the downs, Both happiness and sadness, the smiles and the frowns.I’m grateful to writing for giving me pause, To examine the world, for its beauty and flaws. To cheese, I thank you for obvious reasons, And I too must show love to...
The Most Important Things in Life The most important things in lifeAre not ‘things,’ most knowIt’s the people in our livesWho make our Hearts grow Our family of Loved onesAre the most important of allThey fill our lives with memoriesEspecially those who are small The...
Let Peace Prevail In This World by Ravi Sathasivam
When you look for peace then the peace lies within you When you search for peace then it is not hard to find When you want to keep peace alive then you allow white doves to fly over you When you make peace with others then the whole world live in your heart When you let peace be in the world then you live in wonderful world When you allow peace flow around the world then your hateness will go and love will flow When you open the door for peace then peace welcome to your lives. Let the peace prevail in our wonderful world
“Carpe diem” is a Latin phrase meaning “seize the day” or “pluck the day”. It encourages people to make the most of the present moment without dwelling on the future. The expression originates from the Roman poet Horace, who used it in his Odes as part of a longer injunction about enjoying life now because the future is uncertain
In Horace, the phrase is part of the longer carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero, which is often translated as “Seize the day, put very little trust in tomorrow (the future)”. The ode says that the future is unforeseen and that one should not leave to chance future happenings, but rather one should do all one can today to make one’s own future better. This phrase is usually understood against Horace’s Epicurean background
Origin and History
The phrase comes from the Roman poet Horace’s Odes, published in 23 BCE. The original saying is “carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero,” which translates to “pluck the day, trusting as little as possible in the next one”
Ask not (’tis forbidden knowledge), what our destined term of years, Mine and yours; nor scan the tables of your Babylonish seers. Better far to bear the future, my Leuconoe, like the past, Whether Jove has many winters yet to give, or this our last; This, that makes the Tyrrhenebillows spend their strength against the shore. Strain your wine and prove your wisdom; life is short; should hope be more? In the moment of our talking, envious time has ebb’d away. Seize the present; trust tomorrow e’en as little as you may. Wikipedia
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