A verse for Thursday...

[primsong]

I found a wonderful old Edgar Guest poetry collection in the Good Will bins, of all places - it was published in 1928 and appears to have been well-loved. Thought I would post here one of the poems in it that sums up much of my own view on life and what it brings you...



Like Calls to Like

If you walk as a friend you will find a friend wherever you choose to fare,
If you go with mirth to a far strange land you will find mirth is there.
For the strangest part of this queer old world is that like will join to like,
And who walks with love for his fellowmen an answering love will strike.

Here each of us builds his little world, and chooses its people, too;
Though millions trample the face of earth, each life touches but a few.
And the joy you'll find as you venture forth your fortune or fame to make,
Lies not in some stranger's power to say, for it's all in the joy you take.

If you walk with honor then honest men will meet you along the way,
But if you be false you will find men false, wherever you chance to stray.
For good breeds good and the bad breeds bad; we are met by the traits we show.
Love will find a friends at the stranger's door where hate would find a foe.

For each of us builds the world he knows, which only himself can spoil,
And an hour of hate or and hour of shame can ruin a life of toil,
And though to the farthermost ends of the earth your duty may bid you fare
If you walk with truth in your heart as a friend, you will find friends waiting there.



Merry almost-Christmas! Now we're off to cut paper snowflakes and thread popcorn. :-)

Comments

[lin4gondor.livejournal.com]

That is a gorgeous poem -- all the more stunning because it is so true! Thanks so much for sharing that, I find it most encouraging, not to mention inspiring and a tad bit convicting. As any good poem should be, of course. ;-)