Poetry

My Reason for Living

Is anybody happier

Because you passed this way?

Does anyone remember

That you spoke to them today?

The day is almost over

and its toiling time is through

Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?

Can you say tonight in parting

with the day that’s slipping fast

that you helped a single brother

Of the many that you passed?

Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said?

Does the man whose hopes were fading

Now with courage look ahead?

Did you waste the day or lose it?

Was it well or sorely spent?

Did you leave a trail of kindness

Or a scar of discontent?

as you close your eyes in slumber

Do you think that God will say

“You have earned one more tomorrow

by the work you did today”?