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The Disappointed ~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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There are songs enough for the hero

    Who dwells on the heights of fame;

  I sing of the disappointed—

    For those who have missed their aim.

  I sing with a tearful cadence

    For one who stands in the dark,

  And knows that his last, best arrow

    Has bounded back from the mark.

  I sing for the breathless runner,

    The eager, anxious soul,

“Who falls with his strength exhausted.

    Almost in sight of the goal;

  For the hearts that break in silence,

    With a sorrow all unknown,

  For those who need companions,

    Yet walk their ways alone.

  There are songs enough for the lovers

    Who share love’s tender pain,

  I sing for the one whose passion

    Is given all in vain.

  For those whose spirit comrades

    Have missed them on their way,

  I sing, with a heart o’erflowing,

    This minor strain to-day.

  And I know the Solar system

    Must somewhere keep in space

  A prize for that spent runner

    Who barely lost the race.

  For the plan would be imperfect

    Unless it held some sphere

  That paid for the toil and talent

    And love that are wasted here.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Keep Going ~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Is the goal distant, and troubled the road,
   And the way long?
   And heavy your load?
Then gird up your courage, and say ‘I am strong,’
   And keep going.

Is the work weary, and endless the grind
   And petty the pay?
   Then brace up your mind
And say ‘Something better is coming my way,’
   And keep doing.

Is the drink bitter life pours in your cup—
   Is the taste gall?
   Then smile and look up
And say ‘God is with me whatever befall,’
   And keep trusting.

Is the heart heavy with hope long deferred,
   And with prayers that seem vain?
   Keep saying the word—
And that which you strive for you yet shall attain.
   Keep praying.

Never Mind ~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Whatever your work and whatever its worth,
   No matter how strong or clever,
Some one will sneer if you pause to hear,
   And scoff at your best endeavor.
For the target art has a broad expanse,
   And wherever you chance to hit it,
Though close be your aim to the bull’s-eye fame,
   There are those who will never admit it.

Though the house applauds while the artist plays,
   And a smiling world adores him,
Somebody is there with an ennuied air
   To say that the acting bores him.
For the tower of art has a lofty spire,
   With many a stair and landing,
And those who climb seem small oft-time
   To one at the bottom standing.

So work along in your chosen niche
   With a steady purpose to nerve you;
Let nothing men say who pass your way
   Relax your courage or swerve you.
The idle will flock by the Temple of Art
   For just the pleasure of gazing;
But climb to the top and do not stop,
   Though they may not all be praising.

Today’s Reflection ~ Having Fun

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People rarely succeed unless they have fun in what they are doing. ~ Dale Carnegie

Don’t Worry if Your Job is Small

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Don’t worry if your job is small,

And your reward are few.

Remember that the mighty oak,

Was once a nut like you.

~ Anonymous

Hope ~ Anonymous

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Never go gloomy, man with a mind,
    Hope is a better companion than fear;
  Providence, ever benignant and kind,
    Gives with a smile what you take with a tear;
      All will be right,
      Look to the light.
  Morning was ever the daughter of night;
  All that was black will be all that is bright,
     Cheerily, cheerily, then cheer up.

  Many a foe is a friend in disguise,
    Many a trouble a blessing most true,
  Helping the heart to be happy and wise,
    With love ever precious and joys ever new.
      Stand in the van,
      Strike like a man!
  This is the bravest and cleverest plan;
  Trusting in God while you do what you can.
     Cheerily, cheerily, then cheer up.

Anonymous

Worthwhile ~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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It is easy enough to be pleasant,
    When life flows by like a song,
  But the man worth while is one who will smile,
    When everything goes dead wrong.
  For the test of the heart is trouble,
    And it always comes with the years,
  And the smile that is worth the praises of earth,
    Is the smile that shines through tears.

  It is easy enough to be prudent,
    When nothing tempts you to stray,
  When without or within no voice of sin
    Is luring your soul away;
  But it’s only a negative virtue
    Until it is tried by fire,
  And the life that is worth the honor on earth,
    Is the one that resists desire.

  By the cynic, the sad, the fallen,
    Who had no strength for the strife,
  The world’s highway is cumbered to-day,
    They make up the sum of life.
  But the virtue that conquers passion,
    And the sorrow that hides in a smile,
  It is these that are worth the homage on earth
    For we find them but once in a while.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Be the Best You Can Be ~ by Douglas Malloch

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If you can’t be a pine on the top of the hill

    Be a scrub in the valley—but be

  The best little scrub by the side of the rill;

    Be a bush if you can’t be a tree.

If you can’t be a bush be a bit of the grass,

    And some highway some happier make;

If you can’t be a muskie then just be a bass—

    But the liveliest bass in the lake!

We can’t all be captains, we’ve got to be crew,

    There’s something for all of us here.

There’s big work to do and there’s lesser to do,

    And the task we must do is the near.

If you can’t be a highway then just be a trail,

    If you can’t be the sun be a star;

It isn’t by size that you win or you fail—

    Be the best of whatever you are!

Douglas Malloch

Little Things ~ Brewer

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Little Things.

Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land.
Thus the little minutes,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of eternity.

Ebenezer Cobham Brewer.

Today’s Reflection ~ Achieving the Impossible

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Hope sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible. ~ Helen Keller

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