Poems (Rumell)/Discouragment
DISCOURAGMENT.
Old man Discouragment, had been strolling round my way!I wondered what the trouble was, for a good many day.The sun didn't shine so brightly, the wind did naught but sigh,I could not see lifes brighter side, no matter how hard I'd try!
My daily tasks seemed harder, there seemed so much to do!The sky loved so much, seemed to loose it's dainty hue:The morning dawn, the sunset, the flowers sweet perfume,Even my baby's loving play, in my darkened thot found no room!
Hurrying along, in this mental fog, I met a friend one day,She gave me no gifts, and I cannot tell all she really did say!She spoke about my children, the opportunity in life they bring,Admired their sturdy rosiness, and-my heart began to sing!
She spoke of anothers need, asked me to drop in a cheery word,And I began, in my crowded heart, to look over my meager hord,That I might give to one more needy!--It was then, that IBegan to see the pleasant smiles, of all the passers-by!
We talked of another's good fortune, the bountiful blessings to all,The great Opportunity, life brings to each, if we only heed the call.Even the sunshine grew brighter, as I talked to my friend that day,For Lo: in the presence of Hope reborn discouragment melted away!
She gave me no gifts, nor changed my state, left me in the strife,But she put in my hand mans best weapon, a different outlook on life! She tripped away, with smilling face, little knowing to me sh had lentA higher thot, an unselfed love, in which there is no Discouragment!