Poet: Julie Hebert, ©2015
To me life is,
Blessings abound.
Beauty before us,
The wondrous sounds.
To me life is,
Phenomenal gifts,
The ones we are given,
The seasonal shifts.
To me life is,
Astonishing souls.
Wildlife in abundance,
With infallible goals.
To me life is,
Surprising charisma,
We are blinded and conditioned,
You never know who is with ya.
To me life is,
A community handmade,
Family and friends,
All things God made.
Christian Poems
by David J. Cable
Make your life to shine in doing good deeds,
You'll find plenty of work, plenty that needs,
The good you may do in the young part of life,
Will help you to conquer your trials and strife.
Positive Poems
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
I refuse to see life through dreary eyes;
The power of positivity I cannot deny.
When feeling low, I look for ways to rise,
Force my spirits to climb high up in the sky.
No matter how hard things seem to get,
I hold my head up high, never fail to forget
The truth is better revealed with an act of good faith;
As if my life is truly filled with joy and grace.
Funny Poems About Life
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer, ©2019
One day I sat and thought
What is the good life I sought?
Was it money, was it wealth
Perhaps the most important thing is health.
Life has been very good to me
I realize that there are no guarantees
I think the most important thing
Is the attitude that we bring.
No matter what happens to me
If I can stay positive I will be
Able to face life challenges and trials
So I can face many more miles.
The secret to a good life you see
Is to be positive, thankful, and happy
To lend a helping hand
To give back and not demand.
Poems About Helping Others
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
A good life for me is clear and plain,
Friends who will support me with no strain,
Good food to fill the belly and heart,
And a good song to set us apart.
We’ll laugh and joke and reminisce some;
Living life and having fun.
For on the days when we face life issues
Friends, food, and song come to the rescue.
Poems About The Good Life
Poet: Unknown
When life's troubles gather darkly
Round the way we follow here,
When no hope the sad heart lightens,
No voice speaks a word of cheer;
Then the thought the shadow scatters,
Giving us a cheering ray,
When the night appears the darkest,
Morning is not far away.
When adversity surrounds us,
And our sunshine friends pass by,
And the dreams so fondly cherished
With our shattered treasures lie;
Then amid such gloomy seasons
This sweet thought can yet be drawn,
When the darkest hour is present,
It is always near the dawn.
When the spirit fluttering lingers
On the confines of this life,
Parting from all joyful memories,
And from every scene of strife,
Though the scene is sad and gloomy,
And the body shrinks in fear,
These dark hours will soon be vanished,
And the glorious morn be here.
Pain cannot affect us always,
Brighter days will soon be here;
Sorrow may oppress us often,
Yet a happier time is near;
All along our earthly journey
This reflection lights the way,
Nature's darkest hour is always
Just before the break of day.
Poems Of Encouragement
Poet: Clara M. Brooks
"Laugh, and the world laughs with you";
Weep, and the world weeps, too:
'Tis all as you take it, brother;
You pave your own pathway through —
Pave it with woes and sorrows,
With sighs and drops of grief,
Or with onyx stones of gladness
And ruby smiles of relief;
Pave it with sunshine-golden
Or densest hues of night,
With storm-clouds dark of anguish
Or silver stars of light.
Pause not to mourn o'er the failures
You made on yesterday;
The while you are sadly weeping,
The present you trifle away.
The smoothest and brightest diamond
Was once but the roughest stone,
And the rose of rarest splendor
From the meanest sod has grown.
Thus the deepest and richest blessing
Comes oft from the bitterest woe,
And a life of heavenly beauty
From the lowliest place may grow.
The darkest hour of the night-time
Betokens the coming dawn,
And the brightest and warmest sunshine
Comes after the rain is gone.
Would you but gather roses,
And shun the pricking thorn?
Have all thy dawnings cheerful
With never a cloudy morn?
Ah! life is whate'er you make it:
Bid sadness and grief depart,
And the world shall be filled with music,
Begun in thy trusting heart;
Rejoice, and the world around you
The cheeriest smile will wear;
Bow 'neath thy heavy burdens,
And the world is filled with care.
Then forth to thy duty, brother,
Nor falter for wind or tide.
What matter how dark the storm-clouds?
There's always a brighter side.
"Laugh, and the world laughs with you";
Weep, and the world weeps, too:
'Tis all as you take it, brother;
You pave your own pathway through.
Enjoy Life Quotes
Poet: Gibbon
Our lives are songs;
God writes the words,
And we set them to music at leisure:
And the song is sad, or the song is glad
As we choose to fashion the measure.
We must write the song,
Whatever the words,
Whatever its rhyme, or meter;
And if it is sad, we must make it glad,
And if sweet, we must make it sweeter.
