Worth Living

________________________________________________
Title:     Worth Living
Author: Ella Wheeler Wilcox [More Titles by Wilcox]

I know not what the future may hold,
Or how to others it seems,
But I know my skies have held more gold
Than I used to find in my dreams.

Though the whole world sings of hopes death chilled,
In grateful truth I say,
That my best hopes have been fulfilled,
And more than fulfilled to-day.

Though oft my arrow I aim at the sun
To see it fall into the sand,
Yet just as often some work I have done
Is better than I have planned.

I do not always grasp the pleasure
For which I reach, maybe;
But quite as frequently over-measure
Is given by joy to me.

To-morrow may bring a grief behind it
That will thoroughly change my mood;
But we only can speak of a thing as we find it--
And I have found life good.

[The end]
Ella Wheeler Wilcox's poem: Worth Living

________________________________________________



GO TO TOP OF SCREEN