As I was rifling through my numerous writing files, I came across this poem I had kept over the years. Now, I know why I did. I’d like to share it with you, so sit back, relax and read …
It is my responsibility to choose what kind of day I am going to have!
Today I can complain because the weather is rainy,
or I can be thankful that the grass is being watered for free
Today, I can feel sad that I don not have more money,
or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely
and guide me from waste.
Today, I can grumble about my health,
or I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today, I can lament over all that my parents did not give me,
or I can fell grateful that they allowed me to be born.
Today, I can cry because roses have thorns,
or I can celebrate that thorns have roses.
Today, I can mourn lack of friends,
or I can embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.
Today, I can whine because I have to go to work,
or I can be joyed because I have a job.
Today, I can murmur because I have to do the housework,
or I can feel honoured to have a house.
Today, I can gripe about not having enough time,
or I can use my time more productively.
Today, I can complain about the food placed before me,
or I can be thankful that I have a meal to eat.
Today, stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped.
And I get to do the shaping.
What today will be like is up to me.
I get to choose what kind of day I will have.
Have a great day … unless you have other plans.
So choose wisely, my readers, or the day will choose for you! Cheers!