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Monday's special

Posted by Claudia Moser on 7:10 AM in ,
“Another fresh new year is here . . .
Another year to live!
To banish worry, doubt, and fear,
To love and laugh and give!

This bright new year is given me
To live each day with zest . . .
To daily grow and try to be
My highest and my best!

I have the opportunity
Once more to right some wrongs,
To pray for peace, to plant a tree,
And sing more joyful songs!”
William Arthur Ward

HAPPY NBEW YEAR!

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10 Comments

Sush says:
9:23 AM

I knew when I was able to resume my daily reading of your blog I'd find some lovely thoughts! I'm so happy to be able to read your blog again and wish you and Peter and all your loved ones a very Happy New Year!
Loves~

Laura says:
3:47 PM

The poem fits perfectly!

Misha Gerrick says:
5:47 PM

Such a sweet poem. It's always a good thing to look at every new year and every day as a new opportunity. :-)

BB says:
5:56 PM

That is beautiful and very inspiring. Thanks for sharing it. Hugs!

Anonymous says:
6:00 PM

Very nice poem, Claudia!
Happy New Year!

Claudia Moser says:
7:00 PM

@Sush - happy you left a comment, I do hope that this means you feel better!
@Laura - it does indeed!
@Karen - for you as well!
@Misha - each second is an opportunity indeed!
@Barb - welcome my dear!
@Eva - Happy New Year as well!

Southhamsdarling says:
9:16 PM

Hi Claudia. Lovely poem for us to staRT THE the year with. I really enjoyed it. Thank you!

Claudia Moser says:
9:24 PM

@Diane - thank you for your comment :)

Belle says:
10:48 PM

Beautiful poem, Claudia. I especially like the last set.

Claudia Moser says:
10:58 PM

@Belle - I was happy when I found it!

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