Count your garden by the flowers,
never by the leaves that fall.
Count your days by garden hours,
don't remember clouds at all.
Count your nights by stars, not shadows.
Count your years with smiles, not tears.
Count your blessing, not your troubles.
Count your age by friends, not by years.
This poem is in the public domain.
Oh yes! After a bad week this made breakfast a much better start to the day. Thank you - I wish you had a name Posted 11/22/2015 01:36 AM
Great! Posted 11/21/2015 12:53 PM
I love this! Posted 11/21/2015 08:02 AM
This is also a good poem for a birthday card. love it. Posted 11/21/2015 07:15 AM
Yes, indeedy, a refrigerator poem. Fun. Posted 11/21/2015 06:55 AM
Definitely a poem to hang on the refrigerator as a reminder to "count our blessings".
Posted 11/21/2015 03:07 AM