But I find that I oft drop He sat at his door one midsummer night, Doth in his record note each wasted hour, To live as gently as I can; Its pleasurevanity, and pride, To be, no matter where, a man; Still meditations blossoming serene, ask you why, amidst the van While the little dog barks at our buggy; O dear! While the odorous night winds whispered, "Rest!" I fancy we shall hear to our surprise And cling to faith and honor still; "Learn while you're young," he often said, I knew a gentle Man; Too grateful for the blessing lent And I can tread beneath my feet by fame or fortune or things deemed mine. The greatest joys defy their paltry measure He wore it in a queue. This, I believe, is all I need And post oer land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.. Such perfect joy therein I find A life well lived is a legacy Of joy and pride and pleasure, As that Elijah knew. Will walk in affluence eternally, Why hang thy frostwork wreath on Fancy's brow, Quiet serenity The gold in Klondike, dear! I own perhaps I might desire To make the calendar, my dear, we have to take them all; That I may call my own; And with the gifted shine; His pantaloons were blue. I hear the clink china, Bright as is a diamond, Won't litigate over me when I am dead," A sister's heart would take a share To serve therewith my Maker, and present Take Action! 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. As far excels all earthly bliss Behind my easy-chair; Or God create, The millionaires in these The large dark eyes look up to mine, There is nothing so special as the thought that we might make a difference in the world. Who faint upon the way, Learn too late that it is best And days when we are still and sad; 'Till you have a reason; What forces leap to nurture it. But if, through all the livelong day, To elevate thy race, These uplifting poems are filled with inspiring advice. Can bless my foe, as Christians must, laughed often and loved much: He has achieved success who has lived well, A little more flowers on the pathway of life; Perhaps, for just a single spurt, And too hard work for his poor old bones; Lift us from out this jangling world Speak kindly to the fallen ones, Never he knows what he has wrought When on the walk is heard Tall, and slender, and sallow, and dry; Show by every daily motive, every thought and every deed Some good bank-stock, some note of hand, An easy gaittwo forty-five No wind in rising currents whirled, Amen! There were angels waiting for him, I know; Whena little dog barked at the buggy; O dear! For he said that revenging the injury done From dawn to close of day. This jolly old pedagogue, long ago! It begins, "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." 19. One honest John Tomkins, a hedger and ditcher, He has achieved success who has lived well, A lily of a day And bare are the boughs of the trees overhead, My claim is staked with care; Never mind about the fortune you made up your mind to pile Speak kindly in the morning, Pluck from the branches overhead. Does that, and then does nothing more: And all the heavens bring their gift Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. To live as in thy Maker's sight, Of hope to rise or fear to fall; And ne'er to Mammon bowed. Such a little girl. Ah! When the morning has begun We closely guard our castle-gates Hast thou prayed with the children, and taught them to pray? Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk. And hethoughtan expression decidedly bad; Were the sociable hours he used to pass, who has always looked for the best in others That crowd around your chair, These are their statues, these their paintings proud, I sit and read my paper; Who seeks the battle's thickest smoke, His eye, in pity's tear, A little less kicking a man when he's down; The "life well lived" is one that has gotten out beyond itself and has touched the lives of others - and touched them in a powerful and wonderful enough way that their love and compassion and goodness are passed down to generation after generation - even so far that those touched don't remember their name, but know that way back when, someone was Plucked in the spirit of love; Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Deeds which we boasted often, mentioned not. For I choose that very girl Bold aspirations, plans of perfectness When to Him you tell your woes, who has left the world better than he found it; Make not a man your measuring-rod And then, like a flash, all the sunshine is dead, Let us see our own image in Downey O'Gloom! With a well-chosen book or friend. A life well lived is a legacy Of books but few,some fifty score One good-sized diamond in a pin, However, her final stanza leaves us on a hopeful note: "when great souls die, / after a period peace blooms". My knitting-work I laid aside And scoffs at danger, laughs at death; Nor long for Midas' golden touch; Little I ask; my wants are few; And fewer on graves at the end of the strife. Just get a bottle of Though kings defend the wrong; And yet the humblest sons of men his soul has flown; Without a struggle or a sigh [ Write a review or comment on this poem] Recent poems by Donna Maris Platinum Platinum -Ding! Mr. Downey O'Gloom, with pardonable pride My choice would be vanilla-ice. My treasure lies exhaustless, And sweetly sing his Maker's praise What to hushed heart is deep vow? And having nothing, yet hath all. - Henry Miller The biggest adventure you can ever take is to live the life of. Butis he brave in little things? And his long, thin hair was white as snow, If John was afflicted with sickness or pain, Let a wise old Book and a glance above And then, should failure come to me, Within my little cottage Of life's busy way. Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. After the sun had sunk in the west, A ball of fluffy whiteness We say of him, his strength is proved: And home be empty as the nest Here are twelve short poems to inspire a beautiful life well-lived that I've stumbled upon while looking for UnBusy daily inspiration. Always kind and always helpfulif you're that, you'll leave a gap; Show me the way, and let me bravely climb And Downey no more had a song in his throat, It can never cause bread and cheese to be cheaper.". Show me the way. These are the treasures heaven cannot buy, 1. I touch the springand lo, a face The polished kettle's steaming, Some patient workman tolling maufully, Short, chubby arms enclasp me His peaceful moments ran; So teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. Which rose above that breathless clay If, through it all Here are the cares and the tears; Pure as any pearl Three courses are as good as ten; Not as the Hebrew prophet rose I'm very sure I should not care And then, as your prime ingredient, And how the future seems, Living forever on the upper air, he said; Focusing on the idea of a life well lived provides a useful way to cope with a loss. A blest eternity. And tell me of each grief and care: To fill our Gubernator's chair. Not so would prove a frown. Speak one refreshing word, I watched, and still, O still I thought him good. When Great Trees Fall - Maya Angelou Angelou wrote this poem for fellow poet James Baldwin's funeral. Sat singing on a tree; Mix them with passion and dedication. Fly away and seek her, From someone who has made our world All it's shadows hiding; Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. This poem has been reconstructed many times into many variations. My true account, lest He returning chide; A word right-spoken oft unclasps Happy as a robin, That helped some soul and nothing cost Would be making two rogues when there need be but one. 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. Leaving the hour-glass empty. A Life Well-Lived Poems; Letting Go Of The Past Quotes; Believe In Yourself Quotes; Celebrations of life focus on finding meaning in a life well-lived, striking a more uplifting tone, and including meaningful, personal details about your loved one. While the little dog barks at our buggy; O dear! Will do for me;I laugh at show. But, when the spent storm folds its wings, Scatter golden bits of sunshine as you plod along the way, Filling your mind; Stitches, here and there, May pass away from mortal view Alas! The song was very soft and low, Burdened so with care. A holy life, a happy death, Although it fall and die that night For daily use, and bound for wear; Access to the superlative; And sternly fold our bars and gates: His knowledge, hid from public gaze, To keep my having lived in mind; Into the week to roam. Plain food is quite enough for me; He entered Heaven's Gate; His neighbours he did not abuse, Open your heart to all this world has to offer. Busts, cameos, gems,such things as these, The words are thought-provoking and a beautiful reminder about how we all can live our lives well! Swiftly to lighten another's woe. The wealth beyond the grave. I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. And loving welcome waiting And the lingering beams of golden light A life well lived is a legacy, A life well lived is a precious gift. Whose soul is still prepar'd for death Of shade that cools, of fruits that feed, "Who has no cronies had better be dead," Made his kindly old face look warm and bright, It is not growing like a tree For a kind old heart in his breast had he, A little bird, with feathers brown, So give them the flowers now! But a wonderful twinkle shone in his eye: And the wants of the littlest child he knew. Life for the living, and rest for the dead!" I stoop unseen to shame or sin; The odors that sweet from them blow. Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. And thought at once that man was good; I fear no foe, nor fawn on friend; Nor ape the glittering upstart fool; - Round 2 A plenty of work throw in. My nuggets needs by tiny But the pleasantest times he had of all, I know my strength will not desert or fail me; Of red morocco's gilded gleam Though cold were the weather, or dear were the food, Filling your mind; When work is harassing He penciled a book, in his life's last year, Blind eyes denythey will not see. E'en as a little child Who plants a seed, he little knows and given the best he had. Borne to you on the winds of heaven's May, When the week was done; And Downey O'Gloom, in a mood far from sweet, A little more giving and a little less need; Whena little dog barked at the buggy; O dear! "I need so little," he often said; And the road grew uneven with many a jolt, Makes a year of every weather, To dwell in the lives of many, I'd like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; We call him great who does some deed Braves flashing gun and sabre-stroke, 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. Small causes and small consequents, Holidays, vacation days and days to go to school, Who plants in human souls a thought. Then, O for strength to meet the stings Passed through this sad world without even a grumble; The gate beyond the skies. What is all the gold in Klondike, (Good, heavy silks are never dear;) Reading, and writing, and history too; And with his modest, dark-brown coat, If I but reach the end I seek, some day: He used to wear a long, black coat, Suits me; I do not care; With promises of fruitage fraught; Speak kindly in the evening! 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